[ Sylvain moves off to sink down on his bed, motioning to invite her to do the same, if she likes. Claude's bed is pretty covered in stuff, as is typical for the other man, so unfortunately her seating options are a little limited at the moment. ]

I think that's gonna require you to start feeling something pretty potent first. [ A pause, before he chuckles, raking his fingers through his already-tousled hair, mussing it even more. ] Normally, I'd be all over that, since I'm uniquely skilled at making people feel all sorts of strong emotions [ both good and bad ] but I think that might be distracting and make it a moot point anyway.