[ A question he knows the answer to - or believes he does, what with how it's come up in different ways before and has even on this night. That look Sylvain gives him catches something fond in his chest, a flicker of a partially formed feeling gone as quickly as it surfaces, and nothing that distracts him from his supposed sulking. ]
Shame you didn't look a little closer, then.
[ But - playfully as he means it and it comes out, that still edges too close to things he'd rather ignore. Like how none of this would be possible if they weren't here, and how they've received so many reminders it could all be finite with those who've arrived and left. All of that are thoughts he brushes away with more success than Sylvain's arm to for another slow kiss that's a better appreciation of that smirk than anything else. ]
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[ A question he knows the answer to - or believes he does, what with how it's come up in different ways before and has even on this night. That look Sylvain gives him catches something fond in his chest, a flicker of a partially formed feeling gone as quickly as it surfaces, and nothing that distracts him from his supposed sulking. ]
Shame you didn't look a little closer, then.
[ But - playfully as he means it and it comes out, that still edges too close to things he'd rather ignore. Like how none of this would be possible if they weren't here, and how they've received so many reminders it could all be finite with those who've arrived and left. All of that are thoughts he brushes away with more success than Sylvain's arm to for another slow kiss that's a better appreciation of that smirk than anything else. ]