The morning had dragged on a bit to long for Charles' taste, there always seemed to be something that needed to be done. The air had been heavy throughout the house, be it the forboding shadow cast over the Westchester mannor or the tension that arose from many hard and not exactly fruitful trainning sessions throughout the day. It seemed that
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I think if you were to grab me by the lapels, your point might be forgotten shortly after. [ The words tumble out with surprising ease, his expression going from thoughtfully neutral to the complementary countenance his voice dipping toward the end and body edging a little closer with a lean. He doesn't keep that posture for long, chuckling a bit to himself and sitting back up, ] No really. [ His fingers press in against the edge of the bookmark, using it to let his fingertips wedge into the marked page, pulling it open again. His eyes flit from the written word and back to Erik, ]
I don't feel compelled to entertain you-- I just happen to enjoy your company, [ He answers as if this should be the most obvious thing to him, and yet he knows it probably isn't. That's all part of this conversation, or at least he intends for it to be. Perhaps settle things a little bit, and offer some reassurance. ]
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