[The smart money's on Claude continuing to talk in circles, but hey, stranger things have happened. And there might be a drink or two in his system easing the way. (Not that that's going to make it easy so much as remotely possible for a man like Claude.)

Claude meets Sylvain's gaze head-on, a coy turn to his lips. It's a very fair and important question and he is absolutely going to lob that ball right back into Sylvain's court.] Hard to say, having never had one before. [He'll at least admit to not having done pet-play before. He certainly doesn't seem to mind Sylvain's looming, a measure of heat in his eyes that even he can't hide when he looks up at the redhead like this.] I've been told I remind someone of you before... what do you think I'd be interested in?