[ The way he says it, it sounds almost more like a thank you back. For getting it. For letting him. He’s not surprised to learn Byerly was on his own in this, too—not after the sight of his sweet little raggedy ghost.
So Lady Sidony and Alexandrie can keep him in fine clothes and beautiful embroidery, if all goes well and the war ever ends, and they can liberate silk from the overstuffed closets of the wealthy, and this is the part of it that Bastien can do: little pieces, kept in place. Rich or horribly poor or (most likely) getting by alright but oppressed in his clothes-tossing habits by Bastien’s tyrannical budget—Byerly will never have a tattered hem again.
Bastien keeps his head where it is and slides his legs up and around to kneel over By’s thighs, arms looped around his shoulders, enjoying another opportunity to be the tall one for a minute or two. ]
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[ The way he says it, it sounds almost more like a thank you back. For getting it. For letting him. He’s not surprised to learn Byerly was on his own in this, too—not after the sight of his sweet little raggedy ghost.
So Lady Sidony and Alexandrie can keep him in fine clothes and beautiful embroidery, if all goes well and the war ever ends, and they can liberate silk from the overstuffed closets of the wealthy, and this is the part of it that Bastien can do: little pieces, kept in place. Rich or horribly poor or (most likely) getting by alright but oppressed in his clothes-tossing habits by Bastien’s tyrannical budget—Byerly will never have a tattered hem again.
Bastien keeps his head where it is and slides his legs up and around to kneel over By’s thighs, arms looped around his shoulders, enjoying another opportunity to be the tall one for a minute or two. ]
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