[ At first, Sebastian thinks that their words have the desired effect, or at least one of the outcomes that he would have hoped for. His smile finally reaches to his eyes, but for the brief moment that it takes for Set to grab him, that look is a bit crueler. It’s a show that the “humble servant” truly is just an act. He’s much prouder than that, and it’s why he decided to meet Set’s threat of being revealed with a little jab of his own.
However, whatever pleasure he might have drawn from his guess being correct and finding its mark doesn’t last. As he’s yanked closer, there’s a change in Sebastian’s eyes in turn that’s a glimmer of vibrancy, a narrowing of his pupils, but just as he starts to tense and draw away for another fight, well. That’s not what he gets at all, actually. How could he expect being swept into a hug, of all things?
Whatever violence he was preparing to unleash is quickly lost in a very genuine sputter of a confused, alarmed noise. He’s pinned in place and can’t avoid the bite, but it’s all so baffling and unexpected that it doesn’t even seem to matter. Is this something about people with hair so vividly red? He’ll have to avoid them at all costs from now on, since third time is not, in fact, the charm. ]
That— Is not the point?
[ It’s still said in his tongue, but the levels of ????? are just purely comical. He squirms slightly in Set’s grasp as he stares at him incredulously, but not so much that he’s seriously trying to escape it. The strength of the hug itself isn’t dissimilar to Finny’s affections, but still… ]
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However, whatever pleasure he might have drawn from his guess being correct and finding its mark doesn’t last. As he’s yanked closer, there’s a change in Sebastian’s eyes in turn that’s a glimmer of vibrancy, a narrowing of his pupils, but just as he starts to tense and draw away for another fight, well. That’s not what he gets at all, actually. How could he expect being swept into a hug, of all things?
Whatever violence he was preparing to unleash is quickly lost in a very genuine sputter of a confused, alarmed noise. He’s pinned in place and can’t avoid the bite, but it’s all so baffling and unexpected that it doesn’t even seem to matter. Is this something about people with hair so vividly red? He’ll have to avoid them at all costs from now on, since third time is not, in fact, the charm. ]
That— Is not the point?
[ It’s still said in his tongue, but the levels of ????? are just purely comical. He squirms slightly in Set’s grasp as he stares at him incredulously, but not so much that he’s seriously trying to escape it. The strength of the hug itself isn’t dissimilar to Finny’s affections, but still… ]
You bit me.