[ Sleipnir swallows his laugher at Clive's reaction so well that only a small huff of a laugh escapes. Something else, hmm? He can work with that. Probably. ]
I will stay out for a little bit longer. Clear my head.
[ He circles his wrist in the air, motioning to all of the drinking and the floaty feeling in his head. ]
No need to worry about whether I am intending on joining you or not. As I said earlier, if I wanted you to come with me I'd probably kiss your hand first. And have I done such? No? Then there is nothing for you to over explain away.
[ Although, Sleipnir would probably go with him if he asked. Oh, but too drunk. Sleipnir amends his own thought to 'he would go with if asked only to heavily make-out with him then tuck him in and be on his way'. He wants to be sober so as to ensure Clive has an excellent time, his own drunken desires be damned. ]
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I will stay out for a little bit longer. Clear my head.
[ He circles his wrist in the air, motioning to all of the drinking and the floaty feeling in his head. ]
No need to worry about whether I am intending on joining you or not. As I said earlier, if I wanted you to come with me I'd probably kiss your hand first. And have I done such? No? Then there is nothing for you to over explain away.
[ Although, Sleipnir would probably go with him if he asked. Oh, but too drunk. Sleipnir amends his own thought to 'he would go with if asked only to heavily make-out with him then tuck him in and be on his way'. He wants to be sober so as to ensure Clive has an excellent time, his own drunken desires be damned. ]