[ Sylvain hadn't been sure what reaction he'd been expecting from her in response to his unexpected confession but... he can safely say it had not been this.
He's rubbing his reddening cheek (from her pinch) as he watches her dash off and then back, flustered and out of breath, and officially starts worrying that maybe he should have planned this better. Especially since her first reaction had been to pinch them both before realizing she wasn't dreaming.
Not that he's really surprised by that reaction, either. He supposes he's fortunate she hadn't just laughed in his face.
Still, he sits up and eases her onto her lap when she climbs atop him once more, clutching something to her chest and he swallows, trying not to be worried about whatever was happening here. ]
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He's rubbing his reddening cheek (from her pinch) as he watches her dash off and then back, flustered and out of breath, and officially starts worrying that maybe he should have planned this better. Especially since her first reaction had been to pinch them both before realizing she wasn't dreaming.
Not that he's really surprised by that reaction, either. He supposes he's fortunate she hadn't just laughed in his face.
Still, he sits up and eases her onto her lap when she climbs atop him once more, clutching something to her chest and he swallows, trying not to be worried about whatever was happening here. ]
....Okay...?