[ He zeroes in on the tongue for the second it's out, letting his eyes stay there, on Larry's lips. He doesn't bother looking away this time. It's pretty clear where this is going.
Though at steal a bottle of something good the corners of his mouth quirk upwards, amused and eager enough to get past his default neutral expression. He can acknowledge Larry's gaze for that, just one last, albeit probably unnecessary, confirmation of how serious he is and exactly where this is going.
Amos shifts his own weight, bringing him just that much closer in. He is never this close to another person unless, well. Two options. And not like he's going to fight Larry. ]
That, [ his own voice drops, low but soft, ] is the best idea I've heard all night.
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Though at steal a bottle of something good the corners of his mouth quirk upwards, amused and eager enough to get past his default neutral expression. He can acknowledge Larry's gaze for that, just one last, albeit probably unnecessary, confirmation of how serious he is and exactly where this is going.
Amos shifts his own weight, bringing him just that much closer in. He is never this close to another person unless, well. Two options. And not like he's going to fight Larry. ]
That, [ his own voice drops, low but soft, ] is the best idea I've heard all night.