[honestly, he's glad Sylvain doesn't say anything. it was an awkward moment, in truth, but he made it through.

he does manage to thank the lady as he's tugged away from the department, keeping up a little better than his first stumbling step outside, fingers curled warmly against the other's hand. does he like being dragged around? yes, shut up. and it's fine, the dressing rooms are convenient anyway.]

There's a little ache, I haven't tried healing it just yet, since I didn't want anything bad to happen if it doesn't work. It's not as painful as my nipples were, and honestly... I kind of like when it hurts.

[he's not sure if it's some lingering effect, or just... the instinct to be clear on what he likes, what makes him mention it. for how he looks and acts, Olivine really is a bit of a freak.]