Before Andre had the chance to reply, Sigur found a new challenger approaching - or, uh, returning, as it was the same guy that'd acted all know-it-all earlier. And as it turned out, these few minutes apart hadn't much changed him. The guy was still acting like a stuck up parent. God, he hated those types, even more than he hated homos planting kisses on his face. ... Well, [i]almost.[/i] Sigur turned to face the guy and cocked a brow at his notion to 'calm down'. What, did he look like he was something but calm or something? True, yeah, he cursed, but that was more common of him than saying hello, and he hadn't raised his voice above the volume it normally was. He didn't really [i]do[/i] yelling; after all, all raising your voice did was take away the force in whatever comebacks you had in store and all. He'd seen that in a lot of arguments; the one with the sharper tongue and more leveled head won. Or, you know, the one with the bigger, badder fist, because half the populace usually retorted to violence at some point anyway. He'd had enough black eyes to testament that. Anyway, so then, what, was it his face that made him look mad or something? ... Shit, his face was still visibly red, wasn't it. Yeah, probably, all thanks to his look-I'm-fucking-Snow-White skintone that let show any and all changes in color for [i]hours.[/i] Well then. "Ever heard of 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do'?" Sigur spoke up suddenly, even if he was aware he was interrupting whatever bonding was going on with the two dudes in front of him. It felt weird of him to use that saying to his advantage when usually he was the one who was all about 'going against the flow', but then, this situation was kinda special. Being yourself and doing whatever you wanted - be it making out with the same sex or whatever - was all cool, if it didn't involve getting freaking physical with an unwilling stranger. Especially if the unwilling stranger was [i]him.[/i] "Or, to put it in modern terms," he continued with a groan and a bored flick of his wrist. "'When outside a region where sexual harassment's a thing, [i]control your fucking urges.'[/i] As for kids, eh," he looked around the room with a shrug. "Don't see anyone young enough not to be able to handle a few 'fucks' there and 'asses' here. What, you one of those people whose mommy censored every channel until you turned twenty? Well, newsflash, bro; kids fucking curse too."