[ Eye-fucking on a magical illusory ship seems like enough getting to know each other, aside from everything else. As they wander aimlessly through the streets Fjord keeps an eye on the jovial Prismals and hooks an arm around Julian's waist to pull him away from some unsteady passers-by, as casually as if they were old friends, a strong supportive band around the other man. ]
Just ... stay in touch, like you said you would. [ When they were flirting before. Fuck it, he still is now, levelling him with a cocky smile. ] Unless you want me to chase you down to check you're alright.
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Just ... stay in touch, like you said you would. [ When they were flirting before. Fuck it, he still is now, levelling him with a cocky smile. ] Unless you want me to chase you down to check you're alright.