[he watches Irahl struggling with his own thoughts... Robin isn't thinking about the consequences, and how strange it'll be to wake up the next morning. it hasn't occurred to him that this could hurt their relationship. but he can see the now pretty good--and despite his many selfish reasons, he does also genuinely want Irahl to be happy.
...so he lets out a quiet huff of air, pushing himself up with the one hand he's still got free. he wobbles a little when he gets upright, still straddling the other man, his arm still trapped in his grip.
he offers him a hazy, sympathetic smile. his words run together a bit, despite the charming attempt.]
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...so he lets out a quiet huff of air, pushing himself up with the one hand he's still got free. he wobbles a little when he gets upright, still straddling the other man, his arm still trapped in his grip.
he offers him a hazy, sympathetic smile. his words run together a bit, despite the charming attempt.]
Would you like another drink?