That's the consequence of pining for your best friend for years. The moment he's allowed, Sylvain overindulged. Not that he thinks this is overindulgent, so much as making up for lost time. The only interest he never pursued despite how badly he wanted it, how it never left him alone.

His hold on Felix loosens just a bit to allow him to move, and squeezes him close again just as soon. Nearly nose to nose with him, Sylvain offers a lazy smile.

"That's a hard choice," he drawls, pretending to actually mull it over. But a moment later, he reluctantly shifts his arms to roll onto his back and stretch. "Alright, I've made my sacrifice, you have to show me now."