[ Louis' laugh gets an answering smile out of Matt, quick and pleased. He watches curiously as he plucks up the fig, thinking for a moment that Louis might be about to show him something preternatural. Something on par with a wound that knits itself invisible in seconds. Instead, Louis presses the fig to his mouth.
Matt's eyes widen slightly. Grapes in one hand, bottle in the other, he finds himself feeling surprisingly fettered. It's why he did the levitation trick in the first place, of course: there's not so much daylight to him between having his hands occupied and having them bound. With a small hm, the noise both surprised and amused, his lips part to receive the fruit. Matt chews slowly, swallows. His eyes never leave Louis.
Then he shifts back slightly, lifting the water bottle to his lips for another drink. Hydration is so important at this stage. ]
Abracadabra, [ he agrees with a smile. Finally, he pops a few of the grapes into his mouth. ] You're spoiling me.
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Matt's eyes widen slightly. Grapes in one hand, bottle in the other, he finds himself feeling surprisingly fettered. It's why he did the levitation trick in the first place, of course: there's not so much daylight to him between having his hands occupied and having them bound. With a small hm, the noise both surprised and amused, his lips part to receive the fruit. Matt chews slowly, swallows. His eyes never leave Louis.
Then he shifts back slightly, lifting the water bottle to his lips for another drink. Hydration is so important at this stage. ]
Abracadabra, [ he agrees with a smile. Finally, he pops a few of the grapes into his mouth. ] You're spoiling me.