[ He sees it on the other, the fascination, the interest, and the repulsion. He does his best not to chuckle. It wasn't like he'd been much different, the early days he'd found this place. Both the mansion and the port as a whole.

Sylvain was much more stubborn about resisting his desires, though. And it was something Basch found wildly attractive. That this man had not been broke was admirable, and something he would protect. Especially because he thinks a good deal of the vehemence is directed back at the man himself. Shame was a tricky monster. ]

Then sit beside me -- I will not touch you if you do not ask or initiate. You'll be close enough to me to be left alone, and we can enjoy the show, hmm? Your home country does not much encourage exploration of desires, if I remember correctly. What harm is there in only watching?