[ Basch dwindles his pace, attention on Sylvain. And a small smirk is back, watching the other's mouth fall open, eyes wide. Good boy. ]

I told you my intention was not to humiliate you.

[ And it wasn't. Nor was it to keep him entirely leashed, literally or otherwise. The fact was, Sylvain was going to end up on the market here -- if he wasn't killed first. Being in Basch's hands was absolutely the safest place for him. That they had chemistry was not Basch's fault. ]

You're unbound, so keep close enough I can defend you from unwanted advances. You are pretty enough people will try.

[ He starts walking again, relaxed but aware of their surroundings. No one is going to touch Sylvain on his watch, even if he acts calm. ]

Hungry? The street food is quite good, and there is no limit to my purse if there's something you desire.