[ Albert quieted, as though he, too, had picked up on the sudden tonal shift the conversation had taken. His hand lingered against William's neck despite the lack of any real excuse, sending a thrill through himβit was the sort of thing people did immediately before they kissed.
Not that he was deluded enough to expect that, or bold enough to attempt it. After the conversation they'd just had, it was clear that if anything were to happen between him and Al, it would need to be initiated by Wesker, not him. But there was a small, hopeful part of him, deep in the recesses of his brain, that wondered if that was what this might be.
His eyes flitted down to his friend's mouth, very briefly, then met his again. He answered absentmindedly, no longer occupied by what was being said. ]
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Not that he was deluded enough to expect that, or bold enough to attempt it. After the conversation they'd just had, it was clear that if anything were to happen between him and Al, it would need to be initiated by Wesker, not him. But there was a small, hopeful part of him, deep in the recesses of his brain, that wondered if that was what this might be.
His eyes flitted down to his friend's mouth, very briefly, then met his again. He answered absentmindedly, no longer occupied by what was being said. ]
I still think they're inconvenient.