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[willbenotenderness]

[The Layton sitting on a chair in the lobby doesn't look particularly bothered by the fact that he's somewhere new. In actual fact he's just calmly drinking a cup of tea that got dragged along with him. Someone will come tell him what's going on, he's certain of that. And why put in the effort to go searching for information, when it'll come to him with no effort on his part?]

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[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Yes, I've seen that he is rather territorial on the matter.

[Pauses.]

I suppose that this conversation has gone on long enough.

[willbenotenderness]

So desperate to be rid of me? Or perhaps just for me to turn Clive against myself and back into your arms?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Do what you want with your Clive. I have other items to attend to.

[willbenotenderness]

...he's been your Clive in a sense, you know. He calls you Hershel, after all.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, we've had a few... discussions. That's all.

[Also that thing with the scars and when I told him I loved him during the time when we couldn't lie. But I'm not going to tell you about that.]

[willbenotenderness]

[Clive is, though! :) :) :)]

More than that.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

It's not my place to discuss that with you.

[willbenotenderness]

Are you happy to let Clive tell me? I'm willing to tell him to keep it between the two of you.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Let him tell you if he feels it is appropriate.

[willbenotenderness]

...thank you, double.