[ He'd certainly hope Rye'd respond to a kiss after all of that, but his eyes are dark and lidded at the reaffirmation, and he's quick to follow. Out of the building, into the crisp autumn day. ]
Well. [ Almost a purr, ] Mine's closer.
[ And he doesn't know about Rye, but closer sounds very good to him right now. ]
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Well. [ Almost a purr, ] Mine's closer.
[ And he doesn't know about Rye, but closer sounds very good to him right now. ]