( hearing emmet's feelings isn't anything surprising; they're not new to love, to loving each other, they have gone through this more times than sylvain can keep track of now. he remembers letters sent via post from across borders, remembers little notes attached to carrier pigeons and messenger boys running over others.
but he dislikes the circumstances behind these words; emmet's guilt, the nightmare that must have led him here, to this. sylvain purses his lips, before he's pressing a hand against emmet's shoulder and a kiss to his cheek. )
Up. I am already awake, we may as well use our time for something entertaining.
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but he dislikes the circumstances behind these words; emmet's guilt, the nightmare that must have led him here, to this. sylvain purses his lips, before he's pressing a hand against emmet's shoulder and a kiss to his cheek. )
Up. I am already awake, we may as well use our time for something entertaining.