[Gaius shifts a bit to get a better position on top of Wingul, seeming completely unconcerned by the trouble he's caused his second-in-command.]
Is that so? [He leans forward, bringing his face closer to Wingul's.]
Maybe I should inconvenience you a little more. [In the loosest sense of the word of course. Gaius doesn't move any closer, but one hand reaches up to brush away the hair normally obscuring part of Wingul's face.]
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Is that so?
[He leans forward, bringing his face closer to Wingul's.]
Maybe I should inconvenience you a little more.
[In the loosest sense of the word of course. Gaius doesn't move any closer, but one hand reaches up to brush away the hair normally obscuring part of Wingul's face.]