[The pause brings with it an inquisitive quirk of brows. An upturn of his lips twitches onto his features as he idly wonders if the name he's about to receive is real out all.
But the name that follows doesn't sound too much like a fake name to him, so he reaches to grasp the other's hand. A bright warmth comes naturally to his features with the gesture - his other hand reaching to clap at the man's shoulder.
For Baptiste, it's always just a step closer in physicality. A natural state. His hand brushes over the other's shoulder while the other returns a firm shake.]
Baptiste LaFontaine, my dear. [The drawl on his vowels is more noticeable on his name than any of his English. As if the name itself were some sort of song carried on by the traces of Québécois. The hand to Alan's shoulder slides away just as he releases the man's hand.]
I'm sure it is inevitable, so perhaps I should start making up for it now by showing you to the baths? It might just get you out of 'god duty' for a little bit.
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But the name that follows doesn't sound too much like a fake name to him, so he reaches to grasp the other's hand. A bright warmth comes naturally to his features with the gesture - his other hand reaching to clap at the man's shoulder.
For Baptiste, it's always just a step closer in physicality. A natural state. His hand brushes over the other's shoulder while the other returns a firm shake.]
Baptiste LaFontaine, my dear. [The drawl on his vowels is more noticeable on his name than any of his English. As if the name itself were some sort of song carried on by the traces of Québécois. The hand to Alan's shoulder slides away just as he releases the man's hand.]
I'm sure it is inevitable, so perhaps I should start making up for it now by showing you to the baths? It might just get you out of 'god duty' for a little bit.