[ Vanadi's attention is taken almost entirely by the fact that they're still right here in the tavern, in a gross little town with a sickness problem. It wouldn't be his favorite place to get intense about kissing at the best of times, but today it's hard to be that enthusiastic. He's glancing around them as Rex starts interrogating him about — something, he's not really listening — and Vanadi jerks back to pull himself free of that hand at his cravat.
Which, speaking of, suddenly feels a little tight and hot? He doesn't look down to notice the glow, only tugging lightly at the fabric. ]
Finish your drink, ask my name if you'll have it, and let's relocate.
[ Making out in public is kind of hot, but a man has limits. ]
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Which, speaking of, suddenly feels a little tight and hot? He doesn't look down to notice the glow, only tugging lightly at the fabric. ]
Finish your drink, ask my name if you'll have it, and let's relocate.
[ Making out in public is kind of hot, but a man has limits. ]