[ it's a different flavor of disdain when sylvain's speech tilts flirtatious. honestly, if the circumstances were just slightly different, fig might have happily played along (until his attention inevitably drifted) but as it stands what might have amused fig a different day now only further irks him. he hasn't nearly as much strength as the larger man beside him does, but he still puts his all in those tugs back. these are his blankets until he decides he's done with them, thankyouverymuch. ]

You've been told you were charming before, haven't you.

[ he sniffs, turning up his nose. ]

Probably once, and probably said under extreme duress. I would lean on your other, actual qualities.

[ he does sylvain a great service by sparing a moment to consider this. ]

You have pleasant coloring.