Raju's still sitting, still leaning toward Francis. His hands are half-clenched on the floor and his head is cocked, and his gaze is between Francis' legs. He catches Francis' peek at him and the gaze moves to Francis' face and he grins, knowing and pleased. He might be able to see a blush there, angle of Francis' stance permitting, and knows in a rush that Francis might be able to see Raju's interest even better now if he looks at the same spot in return. Or maybe Raju will have to shed a layer to make it as obvious as it feels. Maybe if Francis asks.

"I did," he confirms, gaze admiring. "And if I said something else?"