[Ianchus' eyes light up curiously.] A rush. Ah, I imagine it would be. [He shifts with interest, rubbing his lower lip. When he speaks, his words are a little slower:]
What of the other way around? When you...do what you do. [What he saw Tyki doing, in that accidental moment.]
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A rush. Ah, I imagine it would be. [He shifts with interest, rubbing his lower lip. When he speaks, his words are a little slower:]
What of the other way around? When you...do what you do. [What he saw Tyki doing, in that accidental moment.]