[It certainly puts things in a new perspective for the two of them. Rideaux can't help but internally consider this fact as he watches the color of Yuri's cheeks deepen, his own expression one of fondness. He thought he wasn't one for romance. Flirtations and flings were all well and good, but romance? That kind of emotional commitment was not his style, not with the life that he led and the importance he had placed upon himself. But things are different now. Yuri is different, if these unfamiliar sensations have been anything to go by.]
Oh? And how is any of this my fault? As I seem to recall, you made the first move.
[Not that he wouldn't just as happily accept any blame...]
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Oh? And how is any of this my fault? As I seem to recall, you made the first move.
[Not that he wouldn't just as happily accept any blame...]