[Wow, Laurie, was he that transparent? He laughs into his drink and enjoys the sipping to buy some time. How did he explain that he's feeling... well, like floating?]
I'm too easy to read when I'm smitten. His name is Balthier, and he writes me poetry. I'm a fucking sap.
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I'm too easy to read when I'm smitten. His name is Balthier, and he writes me poetry. I'm a fucking sap.