[ Yes, okay, extremely smug is accurate. His grin is wide; his laugh is quiet but comes from all the way in his chest. ]
Do you. [ He better, because Bastien is putting this heart to heart on pause to roll over on top of him. ] Have you heard the one about he escaped Karolis through the, ah, through les Bains de Laurier, naked and unarmed except for a jar of oil?
[ —and he goes on like that for some time.
But eventually he returns to the entangled-lying-together thing, minus a few articles of clothing and plus some sweat, and draws spirals and stars on By's skin. Serious thoughts (Richars, the ghosts in general) are nipping at his heels, about to take his attention back, but he dodges, for the moment, with, ]
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Do you. [ He better, because Bastien is putting this heart to heart on pause to roll over on top of him. ] Have you heard the one about he escaped Karolis through the, ah, through les Bains de Laurier, naked and unarmed except for a jar of oil?
[ —and he goes on like that for some time.
But eventually he returns to the entangled-lying-together thing, minus a few articles of clothing and plus some sweat, and draws spirals and stars on By's skin. Serious thoughts (Richars, the ghosts in general) are nipping at his heels, about to take his attention back, but he dodges, for the moment, with, ]
It's weird how that never gets old.