[ He had read it right then. But he wanted Sylvain to know he'd returned the sentiment, and to feel out how the other would react, and this was plenty good for him, especially with the other staying so close and open. ]

Shall I find you a door or window then? [ he teases, not missing the sheepishness in the admission. ]

To be clear, though, my feelings are meant as a gift, not a leash. You do not have to return them, nor do I expect anything different of you than we already have. I...suspect that was not the case in these past experiences.

[ He...does know something of words being used as ropes and subterfuge and obligation, even if he was typically caught on the earnest side of them. ]