[Alcryst feels warm all over, a little light-headed. He tries to copy Fogado as best he can, mimicking the movement of his lips. A soft little 'ah' escapes him when Fogado's lips part.
He holds onto Fogado's shoulders to try to steady himself a little, but he already feels like he's being swept away.]
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He holds onto Fogado's shoulders to try to steady himself a little, but he already feels like he's being swept away.]