[Fandaniel sits up and, if Douman doesn't phase out, slings an arm around the other man's shoulders. A finger of his free hand prods Douman's chest.]
I am most fascinated by this mask of yours. Tell me the reason you wear it.
[He ducks forward to press his forehead against the elderly mask and stares into its eyes. The whole display seems flirtatious but like most things the Ascian does, it's a diversion. He's hoping it's irritating enough to distract Douman from noticing that he hadn't phrased anything in the form of an actual question.]
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[Fandaniel sits up and, if Douman doesn't phase out, slings an arm around the other man's shoulders. A finger of his free hand prods Douman's chest.]
I am most fascinated by this mask of yours. Tell me the reason you wear it.
[He ducks forward to press his forehead against the elderly mask and stares into its eyes. The whole display seems flirtatious but like most things the Ascian does, it's a diversion. He's hoping it's irritating enough to distract Douman from noticing that he hadn't phrased anything in the form of an actual question.]