"More than that, huh?" Claude grins, even as he tries to shove his heart in a box and hold down the lid. Do not read into that, he tells himself firmly. It likely doesn't mean anything, knowing Sylvain - and even if it does, then it likely doesn't mean what Claude wants it to mean. He'd be an idiot to get his hopes up for anything this soon, over something that casual. "Trying to put the moves on me already, Gautier, or was that a rare case of an entirely innocent comment from you?"