[ Sylvain’s replay is uncommonly blunt, for someone who typically dances around most of his answers until there’s no other option. And while that uncertainty still lurks in his gaze, he manages, at least, to keep his eyes locked on Claude’s.
Even if it does make him uncomfortable, with how intent Claude’s stare has turned. He doesn’t know what that means either. ]
That’s why I’m asking. I know… I know how you feel about her. How you’ve always felt about her. And how she feels about you. And I’m glad you two have finally dragged your heads out of your asses and started talking about it again.
I guess… I’m just not sure how the rest of it is going to go.
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[ Sylvain’s replay is uncommonly blunt, for someone who typically dances around most of his answers until there’s no other option. And while that uncertainty still lurks in his gaze, he manages, at least, to keep his eyes locked on Claude’s.
Even if it does make him uncomfortable, with how intent Claude’s stare has turned. He doesn’t know what that means either. ]
That’s why I’m asking. I know… I know how you feel about her. How you’ve always felt about her. And how she feels about you. And I’m glad you two have finally dragged your heads out of your asses and started talking about it again.
I guess… I’m just not sure how the rest of it is going to go.