The response is higher-pitched and, really, more of a shriek than he'd intended. But that's definitely not what he was expecting to come out of this (admittedly quite attractive) young man's mouth, and Valmont's face cycles through about five shades of red in quick succession before settling on one. Of course he's seen people propositioning each other all over the silly festival, but he's not from this world, he's got no excuse for getting caught up in all this! And he could have sworn the man currently blushing and fidgeting up at him wasn't a native either. Is it something in the air, or the... food...
"Oh lord, you've eaten one of these bloody cakes, haven't you. Can you - is there an antidote, or - "
As he looks helplessly toward the stand, still crowded with customers, something his would-be suitor has just mentioned rings a quiet bell in his brain.
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He's not cute, he's manly as hell"What?!"
The response is higher-pitched and, really, more of a shriek than he'd intended. But that's definitely not what he was expecting to come out of this (admittedly quite attractive) young man's mouth, and Valmont's face cycles through about five shades of red in quick succession before settling on one. Of course he's seen people propositioning each other all over the silly festival, but he's not from this world, he's got no excuse for getting caught up in all this! And he could have sworn the man currently blushing and fidgeting up at him wasn't a native either. Is it something in the air, or the... food...
"Oh lord, you've eaten one of these bloody cakes, haven't you. Can you - is there an antidote, or - "
As he looks helplessly toward the stand, still crowded with customers, something his would-be suitor has just mentioned rings a quiet bell in his brain.
"...Worth my while, you say?"