[Idols are considered to belong to the public; they have to be ready and able to provide them with a perfect public image at all times, in exchange for adoration. Such is the way of Izumi's profession.
Unfortunately, Sandalphon is not beholden to those same principles. After fumbling with the phone in his hands, doing his utmost not to drop it, Sandalphon roughly shoves the members of the gathering crowd out of his way, fixing anyone who tries to argue with him with a spine-chilling glare. As he gets close, he affixes a pair of sunglasses to his face, pulled from a pocket in the nice jacket he's wearing.]
If anyone takes any more pictures from this moment onward, there's a licensing fee! Give him some space, alright?
[He hooks his arm through one of Izumi's, gently tugging him back through the path he shoved into existence in an effort to extract him from the crowd.]
Come along, sir, you'll be late for your next shoot if we don't get going soon.
[He continues to drag Izumi along until he finds the nearest restroom, which he quickly pulls him into, closing the door behind him and dragging the trash can in front of it just in case anyone tries to follow. The sunglasses come off, and Sandalphon gives him a sheepish smile.]
...I panicked. I know this is a miserable place to hide, but...
[He's just being selfish. He wanted this day to be for just the two of them, and he's apparently willing to hide out in a public bathroom to make sure that happens.]
...I hope I got that picture. Your smile was wonderful.
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Unfortunately, Sandalphon is not beholden to those same principles. After fumbling with the phone in his hands, doing his utmost not to drop it, Sandalphon roughly shoves the members of the gathering crowd out of his way, fixing anyone who tries to argue with him with a spine-chilling glare. As he gets close, he affixes a pair of sunglasses to his face, pulled from a pocket in the nice jacket he's wearing.]
If anyone takes any more pictures from this moment onward, there's a licensing fee! Give him some space, alright?
[He hooks his arm through one of Izumi's, gently tugging him back through the path he shoved into existence in an effort to extract him from the crowd.]
Come along, sir, you'll be late for your next shoot if we don't get going soon.
[He continues to drag Izumi along until he finds the nearest restroom, which he quickly pulls him into, closing the door behind him and dragging the trash can in front of it just in case anyone tries to follow. The sunglasses come off, and Sandalphon gives him a sheepish smile.]
...I panicked. I know this is a miserable place to hide, but...
[He's just being selfish. He wanted this day to be for just the two of them, and he's apparently willing to hide out in a public bathroom to make sure that happens.]
...I hope I got that picture. Your smile was wonderful.
[Maybe they can try again in half an hour or so?]