[ Shizuo straightens a bit when Gin moves closer into what appears to be a side-hug, expression a dull frown, trying to listen to what he says.

But from an outsiders point of view, everything about this situation will look awkward. Shizuo doesn't pay attention to the aesthetics of the chat, just readily snatches up the chance to rant about something he has a lot of passion about. Oddly enough. ]

Tch, what are you talking about, love's not a croc, people just don't know how the fuck to go about it. People toss the word "love" around like it's the friggin' weather report.

Like, I met a guy on a job and he didn't even know the girl's phone number and was yellin' all about her like she was the one for him! If that's love, I don't want any of it. Not sayin' that someone's ever gonna love me anyway, it's pretty difficult to like someone like me.

But it would be nice to have that kind of thing someday, you know? Even if it's shallow on their part...

[ He scratches his head, realizing that he should probably shut up now. ]

Uh. Sorry.