Vanik was also dressed for an active date, as they'd been told just a hint to make sure they were dressed appropriately. He was wearing linen joggers, light and comfortable and in a warm orange. His shirt was a loose short-sleeved tunic, a sky blue, and he was wearing comfortable looking sneakers, mostly white with light blue laces and thick soles for exercise.
Vanik's ears twitched when he heard T'Sareth's greeting, and he swiftly turned around to meet the approaching man. "Greetings," Vanik replied, and made the Ta'al with his right hand. "It is good to see you again, T'Sareth." He nodded and listened as the man spoke, a hint of green flushing his medium brown cheeks at T'Sareth's forward compliments. Vanik was not a prude, and he was not entirely inexperienced, but he was also not married, like T'Sareth was.
"Thank you, T'Sareth. You are also a strong opponent. You almost won the match. I believe there is at least a fifty percent probability that you will win a followup match, if we are to spar once more." He raised a curious eyebrow, wondering if T'Sareth was interested in a rematch. Best two of three, perhaps? And what could it lead to...
"Type," he repeated, a mumble. Vanik had not considered before if he had a type. It was fascinating, to say the least, that he and T'Sareth had been matched by the OPS personnel running the event. Maybe T'Sareth was his type? Or one of them. "It does not seem like a coincidence that we were matched today. That must mean that there is a statistical probability that we will enjoy one another's company...again."
Vanik tilted his head curiously and his eyes scanned T'Sareth's face for any emotion. They were both Vulcans so of course it was all muted, but even Vulcans emoted. It was just a bit more subtle. If T'Sareth were to study Vanik's face back, he would see a bit of apprehension but mostly his eyes were glossy and excited. The young Vulcan was ready to get on the bike and explore the trail with T'Sareth!