[ Bastien glances around, too, smiling around the eyes like perhaps this is a game they are playing together, being sneaky—but only for a moment, out of reflexive playfulness. His face settles down into something more serious right away. ]
Of course.
[ He leaves his book open on the table and his spoon in his hand, but he scoots over on his dining hall bench in invitation for Benedict to sit. ]
no subject
Of course.
[ He leaves his book open on the table and his spoon in his hand, but he scoots over on his dining hall bench in invitation for Benedict to sit. ]