[ a... prank show. he isn't quite following, but he moves past it. her next words hold far more interest for him. ]
'Letter thing'? You mean the sealed envelope? [ he has to wonder if the contents of his will be the same as hers. ] What did it say?
[ as she begins to pry off her gloves, ilias arches his brow at her questioningly. he was about to ask her what she needed to check when she reaches up to press the palm of her hand against his face. well, he certainly didn't see that coming. he instinctively jerks away, taking a couple steps back. ]
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'Letter thing'? You mean the sealed envelope? [ he has to wonder if the contents of his will be the same as hers. ] What did it say?
[ as she begins to pry off her gloves, ilias arches his brow at her questioningly. he was about to ask her what she needed to check when she reaches up to press the palm of her hand against his face. well, he certainly didn't see that coming. he instinctively jerks away, taking a couple steps back. ]
What are you doing?