[FIN] Misuse

[Gwennythe]

The red head on the machines watched Oliver out of the corner of his eye, warily, as Clancy went back to trying to exercise. He had been quite serious when he said he wasn't concerned with what other people happened to... like... but apparently he'd decided that Oliver's particular interest was worth being a little bit wary of.

At least, now, though, he was exercising properly, without hurting himself...  

[Shaddaling]

Oliver coughed and looked at the confused redhead, and snerked slightly. "Noticing phallic imagery has nothing to do with my preferences, what ever they may be." And certainly he wasn't interested in fish.  

[Gwennythe]

"Eh. If y' say so. Ain't none o' my business eith'r way, mate." Clancy insisted, continuing to exercise, and clearly not entirely buying the explanation.  

[Shaddaling]

Oliver chuckled and shook his head. "You need to get out more," he murmured and stood, wiped down the machine and went to work the free weights. What a strange man.