[When Taashath shifts Oren finds himself distracted again at the sight of him. His eyes roaming from Taashath's eyes, mouth, down his chest, then back as he processes the question he's being asked. Another smile warms Oren's expression, this one much more affectionate than amused.

Taashath wants him to spend the night. He had a good time with him. He doesn't want it to be a one time thing. He wants to go on a date. With Oren.]

I, uh, don't really have anything to wear--[The tone is light, a little joke.]--but, yes. I'd love to go on a date with you. I should just...probably text Adora to let her know I won't be home tonight.