[ Sylvain just snickers at that, although he skips over the mention of the war, not wanting to bring that up here and now. Easier to focus on the present, he thinks, than all the shadows that still lurk in both of their pasts. He’d much prefer to keep Claude smiling and laughing tonight instead.
Grinning at the commentary about the dish he’d worked so hard on to replicate for the man, he can only chuckle as he swirls a bit of pasta around his fork with his other hand. ]
Fine, but next time, I’m sending you to hunt the giant pigeons.
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Grinning at the commentary about the dish he’d worked so hard on to replicate for the man, he can only chuckle as he swirls a bit of pasta around his fork with his other hand. ]
Fine, but next time, I’m sending you to hunt the giant pigeons.