[ They didn't know if it was going to end right here. A slice of a blade, before and after this shared moment – where would they reside? Lyney's hands remain at the back of his head for as long as he can but if Wriothesley pulls back fully, Lyney drags his fingers back softly. ]
I'm alright... h-hah... just stole the air out of my lungs. [ And he smirks just a small, little teasing way. ] And stole something else from me.
[ Lyney sits up with a soft grunt, lowering his legs off of him fully but still. he finds the end of Wriothesley's tie and tugs it towards him. ]
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I'm alright... h-hah... just stole the air out of my lungs. [ And he smirks just a small, little teasing way. ] And stole something else from me.
[ Lyney sits up with a soft grunt, lowering his legs off of him fully but still. he finds the end of Wriothesley's tie and tugs it towards him. ]
Any complaints about... what just happened?
[ He's at least honest enough to ask. Progress! ]