[ As he remembers them. They aren't here now. Eliya joined a mercenary company that's fighting at the front now, and Lyes, apparently—to much rolling of Anis' eyes—is some sort of traveling entertainer. They're probably wise and worldly now. But in this story, they haven't grown up that much yet. ]
Nani would indulge me and admit you had the face for it.
[ A face he's touching with his free hand, a finger sliding down the bridge of Byerly's nose and dropping onto his bottom lip. ]
[ He worms his nibbled finger into By's mouth. There are times when that'd be foreplay; right now it's only affectionate fidgeting with his beloved face, feeling along the ridge of his teeth as innocently as if he were smushing his nose into new shapes. ]
It'd only make me try harder to convince the others, so he would be the only doubter. [ Smiling a little wider. ] I think he likes you, though. I think—it went well, right? If we come back again they will be glad about it.
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Would they believe you?
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[ As he remembers them. They aren't here now. Eliya joined a mercenary company that's fighting at the front now, and Lyes, apparently—to much rolling of Anis' eyes—is some sort of traveling entertainer. They're probably wise and worldly now. But in this story, they haven't grown up that much yet. ]
Nani would indulge me and admit you had the face for it.
[ A face he's touching with his free hand, a finger sliding down the bridge of Byerly's nose and dropping onto his bottom lip. ]
But Anis, no. Never.
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Damn the cynic of the family. Ruining a perfect story.
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[ He worms his nibbled finger into By's mouth. There are times when that'd be foreplay; right now it's only affectionate fidgeting with his beloved face, feeling along the ridge of his teeth as innocently as if he were smushing his nose into new shapes. ]
It'd only make me try harder to convince the others, so he would be the only doubter. [ Smiling a little wider. ] I think he likes you, though. I think—it went well, right? If we come back again they will be glad about it.