[Saelfen responds, resting his elbows on the table and placing his hand under his chin. He's feeling very flirty. That should be obvious from the way he looks at Taryon with such anticipation. He's watching the man like a hungry hawk, his eyes narrowing slightly as he concentrates solely on Tary.]
If not, then shall I state it plainly?
[He quizzically tilts his head to the side, just waiting to see Taryon's reaction.]
Tomorrow waits for no one, as we now know after looking into the future. So; why do we wait when there is passion between us?
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[Saelfen responds, resting his elbows on the table and placing his hand under his chin. He's feeling very flirty. That should be obvious from the way he looks at Taryon with such anticipation. He's watching the man like a hungry hawk, his eyes narrowing slightly as he concentrates solely on Tary.]
If not, then shall I state it plainly?
[He quizzically tilts his head to the side, just waiting to see Taryon's reaction.]
Tomorrow waits for no one, as we now know after looking into the future. So; why do we wait when there is passion between us?