hotel: sylvain

[shaft]

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[shaft]

You could say that. I'm researching ways to deal with frustration?

[philandery]

Are you, now... Any luck with that? Feeling less like punching a wall?

[ he swings their hands a little over the bar counter, looking somewhat amused despite the direness of the evening ]

[shaft]

I was never the sort to punch a wall. An archer's hands can't handle that sort of abuse.

[ he looks at his glass, just holding tight as Sylvain swings their hands ]

To be honest, drinking sounds like a good way to wake up with regrets tomorrow. When did I become such a stick in the mud...?

[philandery]

[ sandalphon voice: your delicate fingers... ]

Death tends to be pretty sobering.

[ he picks up his own drink, taps his glass to claude's, and takes another sip ]

...You gonna let go of me anytime soon?

[shaft]

[ don't acknowledge it... ]

I didn't realise you were so shy.

[philandery]

[ impossible ]

Yeah, you're makin' me blush here.

[shaft]

Wow. This cute side of you is getting my heart racing.

[philandery]

[ he laughs a little, and shakes his head. he'll just chalk this up to something strange being afoot. ]

Careful, or else I might get the wrong idea about us.

[shaft]

That is a fair warning. I wouldn't want to play with an innocent maiden's heart.

[ he's just joking around! it is not a jab ]