[ There might be a lingering concern in Sylvain’s gaze, because he hadn’t actually been sure his magic would even work here. Or if it did, it would still work as intended. But he can feel the way Olivine relaxes against him a moment later and takes that as a positive sign even before he gets the verbal confirmation.
His fingers stroke back the man’s jaw as he watches him react, likely testing for himself the changes. He’s still pressed against him, having crowded him in against the door and then practically pinned him in place, and he still makes no effort to move away. ]
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His fingers stroke back the man’s jaw as he watches him react, likely testing for himself the changes. He’s still pressed against him, having crowded him in against the door and then practically pinned him in place, and he still makes no effort to move away. ]
Yeah? So no more discomfort, then? Good.