Hades freezes in place. Shock and indecision paralyse him; he can't look away from Azem's grinning visage.

Squirming would just make the situation worse, too.

His lips part but no sound is immediately forthcoming. He's clearly trying to speak and struggling.

"--Azem," he finally manages. "I know I said I was open to-- this. But this is a public bath. I-It would be inappropriate."

He prays Azem doesn't try to shift any closer. He's not entirely certain he could resist the urge to make up for lost time, right here and now.