[ Well, Claude really wants to know the end of that sentence, though he doesn't want to ask when Sylvain's intention was undoubtedly to leave him guessing. He doesn't get the chance either, when Sylvain's mouth closes over his smile. And the first thing that comes to mind is a joke, told only to himself internally as he ruminates on the ridiculous situation they've found themselves in. In his head, Claude imagines himself remarking: did you close your eyes and imagine Claudia?
It's funny enough that he might actually use that later.
The second thought that hits him is that he feels warm. Being at the party had helped chase away some of the chill that had been plaguing him, and dancing with Sylvain was even better than that, though neither compared to their proximity now. That alone is enough to make the entire endeavour worth it.
Though he finds that he doesn't really mind. Sylvain is friendly and easy to be close to, enough so that Claude doesn't shy away from lifting a hand to his face, gloved thumb pressing gently against a cheekbone, the other gripping at his side. It's been a long time since he's had such an innocent kiss. He can't help but miss it, and for a second he considers enjoying the illusion. (It wouldn't take much effort.)
Why does he have to worry about morality when he's already dead, anyway? ]
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It's funny enough that he might actually use that later.
The second thought that hits him is that he feels warm. Being at the party had helped chase away some of the chill that had been plaguing him, and dancing with Sylvain was even better than that, though neither compared to their proximity now. That alone is enough to make the entire endeavour worth it.
Though he finds that he doesn't really mind. Sylvain is friendly and easy to be close to, enough so that Claude doesn't shy away from lifting a hand to his face, gloved thumb pressing gently against a cheekbone, the other gripping at his side. It's been a long time since he's had such an innocent kiss. He can't help but miss it, and for a second he considers enjoying the illusion. (It wouldn't take much effort.)
Why does he have to worry about morality when he's already dead, anyway? ]