Mmm, [ is his assent, entirely unconcerned about the scandalizing he plans to do. He's never had someone to be annoyingly affectionate with, but now that he does, he plans to take as much advantage of it as possible. It's fun to kiss Iorveth, to touch his hand, to do other, less wholesome things. As someone who went two centuries without a lick of fun, he's going to indulge in it now whenever and wherever he wants. ]
I volunteer to stay back. Hold down the fort, of course.
[ If one of them is going to have to contribute, let it be Iorveth. Gale can magically pick locks, anyway.
He settles his head under Iorveth's chin like an affectionate kitten, curling against his body. ]
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I volunteer to stay back. Hold down the fort, of course.
[ If one of them is going to have to contribute, let it be Iorveth. Gale can magically pick locks, anyway.
He settles his head under Iorveth's chin like an affectionate kitten, curling against his body. ]
—Sweet trancing, my sweet.