You prefer me over it? High praise- but I don't really expect anything less.
[be a little more smug, why don't you, ryn.
there's nothing out of the ordinary for him, though; he's well-practiced in escapism, in duality. in leaning into this sort of thing to avoid dealing with the rest, taking what he's able to wherever he can get it, and indulging his pride and vanity while he's at it. rynlan might well do this without the drink's encouragement.
he doesn't move to lean away so he can reach for the glass, seemingly just as content here.]
[And there's really no academic purpose to excuse the second kiss that follows after the first, but probably they can think of one later if they really try. Maybe.
As his hand shifts minutely again from head and tendril-hair to settle at the back of Ryn's neck, his fingers happen across that thin gold chain from earlier, and after a moment's hesitation he rolls it against the pads of his fingertips, seemingly in idle thought.]
I wonder who gave this to you. Someone lucky, to be sure.
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[be a little more smug, why don't you, ryn.
there's nothing out of the ordinary for him, though; he's well-practiced in escapism, in duality. in leaning into this sort of thing to avoid dealing with the rest, taking what he's able to wherever he can get it, and indulging his pride and vanity while he's at it. rynlan might well do this without the drink's encouragement.
he doesn't move to lean away so he can reach for the glass, seemingly just as content here.]
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[And there's really no academic purpose to excuse the second kiss that follows after the first, but probably they can think of one later if they really try. Maybe.
As his hand shifts minutely again from head and tendril-hair to settle at the back of Ryn's neck, his fingers happen across that thin gold chain from earlier, and after a moment's hesitation he rolls it against the pads of his fingertips, seemingly in idle thought.]
I wonder who gave this to you. Someone lucky, to be sure.