"I'm no Dimitri, but you wouldn't wear me out, stud. Promise." He winks. Again, there's definitely an extra innuendo in there. Because of course there is.
Oh, that laugh is nice though; it gets the smile on Sylvain's lips just a touch wider, the flash of teeth there. It's not quite cheeky, a little more sincere, and he squeeze's Claude's hand in turn.
The poor entrance attendant gets just as much a kick out of Sylvain as the papercraft merchant did. That is: none. Especially when she asks if it's just the pair of them and Sylvain's response is an immediate: "don't think this place could possibly handle any more hotness if there were more of us." She gives him a flat look, and curtly points for them to head in. Even her Pokémon coworker manages to produce an identical unimpressed expression. A banette, he thinks its called.
"Tough crowd, huh?" Sylvain laments in a stage whisper to Claude as they head inside, and immediately the brightness of the outside fades into the artificial dark of the haunted house.
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Oh, that laugh is nice though; it gets the smile on Sylvain's lips just a touch wider, the flash of teeth there. It's not quite cheeky, a little more sincere, and he squeeze's Claude's hand in turn.
The poor entrance attendant gets just as much a kick out of Sylvain as the papercraft merchant did. That is: none. Especially when she asks if it's just the pair of them and Sylvain's response is an immediate: "don't think this place could possibly handle any more hotness if there were more of us." She gives him a flat look, and curtly points for them to head in. Even her Pokémon coworker manages to produce an identical unimpressed expression. A banette, he thinks its called.
"Tough crowd, huh?" Sylvain laments in a stage whisper to Claude as they head inside, and immediately the brightness of the outside fades into the artificial dark of the haunted house.