Teisel shook his head. Zex's concern was...sort of nice, but this particular topic had already gone farther than Teisel would have liked. "No, not unduly." Hopefully, the admiral would get the hint and let the matter drop.

Watching the admiral's gesture, it almost seemed like the guy was trying to get his hand to bend in a way that it clearly would not. Okay, that had been different. "So much for that idea," he said, sighing theatrically. "Guess they'll have to miss out on all the excitement, eh?" Like they'd care.

Belatedly, Teisel thought that maybe he should have reclaimed his hand, since now Zex was back to...feeling it. If they had to do this during every conversation, people were going to get the wrong idea. "Yeah, I can see how a war would kinda put a damper on friendly conversation." Speaking of, it was less than easy to follow this conversation with that almost-tickle on the inside of his wrist. He fidgeted a little. As for where skin came into the equation, hairless or otherwise, he wasn't going to ask. No sense in asking for trouble.

"...Okay...? I'll come to your room, then." This guy had a strange way of phrasing things. Once he got to know him a little better, maybe Teisel would have an easier time translating.