[ That this is a terrible outcome that Bastien is very glad did not come to pass goes, he thinks, without saying. Though the way his fingers curl half into a grip against By's back might say it pretty clearly anyway. ]
Do you, [ is the beginning of a slight detour. He pauses to consider whether he really wants to take it. ] Do you think you drink too much? Now, I mean.
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Do you, [ is the beginning of a slight detour. He pauses to consider whether he really wants to take it. ] Do you think you drink too much? Now, I mean.