[ Bastien nods, businesslike. Glad that's settled. He sets the bottle back down in both of their reach and brushes By's hair away from his forehead. Then back onto his forehead, for good measure, waiting to feel pleasantly stupid again. ]
Ask my name in the morning, when I'm mad at you because my head hurts. No advantage then. And now tell me... your favorite place in Denerim.
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Date: 2021-07-08 12:15 am (UTC)Ask my name in the morning, when I'm mad at you because my head hurts. No advantage then. And now tell me... your favorite place in Denerim.