[ There is, of course, a noise like he's been deeply wounded at that pinch complete with swatting in the vague direction of her hand with no real intent behind the action. Less so wounded from the pinch itself, and - ]
I think all of my schemes are top notch, thank you very much. Nothing short of brilliance each and every time, if you ask me. [ And, before that trails too much into complimenting himself alone, ] And the same can be said for your creativity. Whatever illustrations you add to our winning novel are sure to make everyone weep. From the tragedy of it all, that is.
[ A plan he could go on about forever, really, and not merely to entertain them both. There's a part of this that's starting to sound like a genuinely good idea the more he thinks about it - not the tragedy part, but the writing of... something. Any number of topics come to mind as he thinks about some of the more popular novels around Derdriu, and Claude might've just kept pondering that aloud if it wasn't for the kiss to his chest and a far more topic for consideration as they reach the edge of the beach after a few more trees. ]
Oh, I'm counting on the swimsuit being part of it. Less fabric to get in the way since it'd be distracting with more of it to let my imagination run wild. [ The grin he flashes her is absolutely shameless as he reaches to take her nearest hand in his with a light tug following, this time for a different sort of eagerness as their destination beckons. ] C'mon, your choice of where the best spot to set everything out will be.
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I think all of my schemes are top notch, thank you very much. Nothing short of brilliance each and every time, if you ask me. [ And, before that trails too much into complimenting himself alone, ] And the same can be said for your creativity. Whatever illustrations you add to our winning novel are sure to make everyone weep. From the tragedy of it all, that is.
[ A plan he could go on about forever, really, and not merely to entertain them both. There's a part of this that's starting to sound like a genuinely good idea the more he thinks about it - not the tragedy part, but the writing of... something. Any number of topics come to mind as he thinks about some of the more popular novels around Derdriu, and Claude might've just kept pondering that aloud if it wasn't for the kiss to his chest and a far more topic for consideration as they reach the edge of the beach after a few more trees. ]
Oh, I'm counting on the swimsuit being part of it. Less fabric to get in the way since it'd be distracting with more of it to let my imagination run wild. [ The grin he flashes her is absolutely shameless as he reaches to take her nearest hand in his with a light tug following, this time for a different sort of eagerness as their destination beckons. ] C'mon, your choice of where the best spot to set everything out will be.