[ lancelot is not the type of person who'd question another's aesthetic; that's more percival's line of thought. but it's easy enough to mistake him for someone else when the other is drunk out of his mind... after all, lancelot does appear kind of generic. maybe he thought him an npc.
but it's also entirely possible that lancelot didn't give him a satisfactory answer. still, is that something to hate him over?!
the two of them land on the sand with a soft thumb, and lancelot grunts on impact, bringing his arms up to hold chuuya's smaller frame. for a moment, he just lies there, before patting gently on his back. ]
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[ lancelot is not the type of person who'd question another's aesthetic; that's more percival's line of thought. but it's easy enough to mistake him for someone else when the other is drunk out of his mind... after all, lancelot does appear kind of generic. maybe he thought him an npc.
but it's also entirely possible that lancelot didn't give him a satisfactory answer. still, is that something to hate him over?!
the two of them land on the sand with a soft thumb, and lancelot grunts on impact, bringing his arms up to hold chuuya's smaller frame. for a moment, he just lies there, before patting gently on his back. ]
You'll have to be awake to kill me, you know?