[ Said with a cheeky grin as Claude shoots him a very ‘mortally offended’ look, complete with scoff, which just makes his grin grow even wider.
He laughs, though, when Claude darts ahead and tugs on his hand like an impatient child, but he doesn’t resist, letting himself be pulled ahead at a faster pace, curious what has the other man so excited.
He hears the place before he sees it. Sylvain’s been to this pub before - there’s very few left in Cadens that he hasn’t sampled yet, actually - but never on one of the evenings they were hosting live music. Which was clearly a mistake on his part, from the lively sounds filling the night air.
Interest and curiosity sparks in his warm gaze as he lets Claude lead him inside, eyes scanning everything and taking in the packed room, the dancing figures, the cheerful tun filling the air. It’s absolutely the type of atmosphere he loves, the energy that fills up the space, spilling out into all that fill it.
He turns surprised - and pleased - eyes on Claude a moment later, one eyebrow arching up in quiet pleasure. He leans forward to speak the words into Claude’s ear, since otherwise he’s certain they’ll get lost in the noise and bustle of the place. ]
Claude von Riegan, did you just bring me out dancing?
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[ Said with a cheeky grin as Claude shoots him a very ‘mortally offended’ look, complete with scoff, which just makes his grin grow even wider.
He laughs, though, when Claude darts ahead and tugs on his hand like an impatient child, but he doesn’t resist, letting himself be pulled ahead at a faster pace, curious what has the other man so excited.
He hears the place before he sees it. Sylvain’s been to this pub before - there’s very few left in Cadens that he hasn’t sampled yet, actually - but never on one of the evenings they were hosting live music. Which was clearly a mistake on his part, from the lively sounds filling the night air.
Interest and curiosity sparks in his warm gaze as he lets Claude lead him inside, eyes scanning everything and taking in the packed room, the dancing figures, the cheerful tun filling the air. It’s absolutely the type of atmosphere he loves, the energy that fills up the space, spilling out into all that fill it.
He turns surprised - and pleased - eyes on Claude a moment later, one eyebrow arching up in quiet pleasure. He leans forward to speak the words into Claude’s ear, since otherwise he’s certain they’ll get lost in the noise and bustle of the place. ]
Claude von Riegan, did you just bring me out dancing?