[ Sylvain just snickers at that, rolling over onto his stomach so he can prop his chin on Hilda's opposite knee, so now both of them are sprawled halfway in her lap. She does make a very nice pillow. ]
Oh? Does that mean I meet your approval, then? I put extra effort in, after all.
[ He says that with a teasing tone, mischief in his gaze. He's totally joking, obviously. Even if it's still a little true. ]
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Oh? Does that mean I meet your approval, then? I put extra effort in, after all.
[ He says that with a teasing tone, mischief in his gaze. He's totally joking, obviously. Even if it's still a little true. ]