[ how could he forget? marduk is far from surprised when she grabs him, though he winces at the cold regardless of the expectation. where seviilia is freezing, though, he is warm in return, sustained by way of how he's biting his lip as he grins at her. he doesn't forget things-- not anymore. not even like this. ]
A little. [ his next sentence is considerably more foreign, and then he laughs. ] And? It does not matter. [ he gestures towards her with his drink. ] Still your turn.
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A little. [ his next sentence is considerably more foreign, and then he laughs. ] And? It does not matter. [ he gestures towards her with his drink. ] Still your turn.