[ He's saying this in the flirtiest tone possible, hopefully to distract from - if Claude leans in - what is obviously a red eye that's moving its way up the skin to blink at him. ]
[ He'll lift the bottom of the shirt up for him at that - there's red eyes that open and close across the skin, moving around ... unsettlingly. They aren't doing much apart from that, but the motion is sort of disorienting. ]
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Claude, who is made out of a murky fog today, is too focused on whatever is going on with Molly. ]
What are you wearing?
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... Are you cold?
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[ he does toy at the collar a bit, and. Something red on the skin moves a bit? I'm sure that's just fine. ]
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[ he says that as if it is very, very weird.
oh? is there a friend? peers at it... ]
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[ He's saying this in the flirtiest tone possible, hopefully to distract from - if Claude leans in - what is obviously a red eye that's moving its way up the skin to blink at him. ]
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He leans back without saying anything. ]
If you're comfortable like this, then you have my support, Molly.
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[ yes they do. anyway, he sort of. gently waves around one of Claude's arms. does he float away ... ]
Is anyone comfortable this week?
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Mm, I don't know. It's better than coughing up flowers.
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[ He'll lift the bottom of the shirt up for him at that - there's red eyes that open and close across the skin, moving around ... unsettlingly. They aren't doing much apart from that, but the motion is sort of disorienting. ]
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Can you see out of them?
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