[ Byerly lifts his eyebrows at Bastien. He knows his beloved well enough to know that the occasional silent pastry will become comfortable. And then once it's comfortable and forgotten, then Bastien himself will forget that he is appreciated. He'll start to feel invisible. Maybe he'll make himself invisible, consciously or unconsciously. It's not mistrust of Yseult that's making Byerly insist upon this; it's mistrust of Bastien, and Bastien's self-image. ]
It must be aloud, and she must look you in the eye.
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[ Byerly lifts his eyebrows at Bastien. He knows his beloved well enough to know that the occasional silent pastry will become comfortable. And then once it's comfortable and forgotten, then Bastien himself will forget that he is appreciated. He'll start to feel invisible. Maybe he'll make himself invisible, consciously or unconsciously. It's not mistrust of Yseult that's making Byerly insist upon this; it's mistrust of Bastien, and Bastien's self-image. ]
It must be aloud, and she must look you in the eye.