Distracting? [ He questioned, an innocent tilt to his tone. Eyes wide to complete the picture even if Easal could not see him at the moment. Could sense it hopefully. ] It would be more distracting if I straddled your waist while you tried to write that letter of yours.
[ An image passing through his mind at the moment. ]
What are you feeling right now? Has it hit you yet?
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[ An image passing through his mind at the moment. ]
What are you feeling right now? Has it hit you yet?