[ This he’ll accept, even if it comes with a flash of an ache. This isn’t Byerly being cruel, just Byerly being honest, and that’s what Bastien wanted. Steady footing. Now he knows what to do with the stray looks and turns of phrase that try to tempt him to think too much of them. ]
But you wouldn’t. And this is nice. I’m happy.
[ And he puts his hand over Byerly’s face, fingers splayed to cover as much of it as he can, and grins. ]
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[ This he’ll accept, even if it comes with a flash of an ache. This isn’t Byerly being cruel, just Byerly being honest, and that’s what Bastien wanted. Steady footing. Now he knows what to do with the stray looks and turns of phrase that try to tempt him to think too much of them. ]
But you wouldn’t. And this is nice. I’m happy.
[ And he puts his hand over Byerly’s face, fingers splayed to cover as much of it as he can, and grins. ]
Now forget.