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Bastien ([personal profile] cozen) wrote in [personal profile] bouchonne 2023-01-16 08:59 pm (UTC)

I know.

[ He snakes his hand out of the blanket cocoon to touch By's face again, fingertips on his pretty bottom lip. ]

I know that's how you've seen it.

[ It's Alexandrie he's unsure of. Perhaps because the both of them are so horribly Orlesian. It's a country where Josephine Montilyet can destroy a marriage by leaving the proper glove on the proper table, and so Bastien couldn't help but look for meaning in the hairbrush on the vanity or the embroidery left in progress on the bedside table, and he couldn't be certain she didn't mean for him to find it.

He pinches By's lip between his fingers. Half of a fish mouth. It makes Bastien smile. ]


I think, [ with some caution—it's only tangentially related, but while the door is ajar and Byerly doesn't seem too miserable about it— ] that she wanted me to be a gift she was giving to you. Something to console you in her absence. But with her permission, and on her terms. You know? Not that that is—I am not in any position to blame someone for wanting the biggest piece of you they can take.

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