[On Darkleer's other side, Equius' arms loosen around his neck--a little--but he doesn't let go. He's not quite in his ancestor's lap, but depending on where the conversation goes, he very well might end up there.]
[He nods into Darkleer's shoulder, still pressed up against him.]
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Date: 2011-12-02 05:00 am (UTC)[He nods into Darkleer's shoulder, still pressed up against him.]
Yeah. Go ahead.