[ And the puppet hadn't expected his greeting to result in a proper kiss in return. It's the delivery, though, how confidently Wriothesley seizes him by the chin to chastely kiss him, the feel of his breath on his mouth when he chuckles. It's not until the 'sunshine' nickname that Pinocchio jolts, his face graduating from warm to hot.
He moves into step with him, and they seat themselves at the booth in the back. ]
Apparently.
[ However, rather than sit across from one another, Pinocchio slides into the bench-like seat and pats the one next to him. ] It gets noisy here, and I'd like to be able to hear you. [ More like he doesn't want to be overheard, but what's the harm of a little misdirection? ]
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He moves into step with him, and they seat themselves at the booth in the back. ]
Apparently.
[ However, rather than sit across from one another, Pinocchio slides into the bench-like seat and pats the one next to him. ] It gets noisy here, and I'd like to be able to hear you. [ More like he doesn't want to be overheard, but what's the harm of a little misdirection? ]