Lancelot's smile flicks up slightly more into a smirk and he begins to push up to his feet -- tugging Faolan up with him.
"Better?" he prompts softly, not just for the fact that they are standing -- but for how the man is feeling. A little humour is returning to him, at least, but Lancelot well knows how easy it is to suppress things. To smile through pain, hide a feeling. Faolan is so often closed off, reluctant to share much at all, that Lancelot feels he should not let this moment of openness slip past him. Should make sure that he repairs any damage, smooths over any cracks before it passes and Faolan takes to hiding it all once more.
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Lancelot's smile flicks up slightly more into a smirk and he begins to push up to his feet -- tugging Faolan up with him.
"Better?" he prompts softly, not just for the fact that they are standing -- but for how the man is feeling. A little humour is returning to him, at least, but Lancelot well knows how easy it is to suppress things. To smile through pain, hide a feeling. Faolan is so often closed off, reluctant to share much at all, that Lancelot feels he should not let this moment of openness slip past him. Should make sure that he repairs any damage, smooths over any cracks before it passes and Faolan takes to hiding it all once more.