[Idly, his finger follows the line of Sylus's forearm, in a long, slow caress that easily could feel ticklish. His gaze is keen and attentive through the mask as he watches Sylus's face for even the smallest twitch. Idly, he wonders if Sylus can feel him staring at him.
[Regardless, his caress follows the path before, back down towards his elbow, but then drifts to touch just as slowly along what part of his side he can easily reach. He has to focus to keep in mind his original goal later: to put to paper his own limitations, and see how long they can remain "civil."]
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[Do more..? Hm.
[Idly, his finger follows the line of Sylus's forearm, in a long, slow caress that easily could feel ticklish. His gaze is keen and attentive through the mask as he watches Sylus's face for even the smallest twitch. Idly, he wonders if Sylus can feel him staring at him.
[Regardless, his caress follows the path before, back down towards his elbow, but then drifts to touch just as slowly along what part of his side he can easily reach. He has to focus to keep in mind his original goal later: to put to paper his own limitations, and see how long they can remain "civil."]