[Goodness. This poor, poor man. Sylvando figures it's probably been a long time since van Zieks has experienced any sort of proper affection, so when he's given the so-called reins, he knows exactly what to do with them.]
Oh, you mean from the bingo cards? That could be fun!
[As van Zieks draws close, Sylvando expertly shifts to entwine their arms.]
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Oh, you mean from the bingo cards? That could be fun!
[As van Zieks draws close, Sylvando expertly shifts to entwine their arms.]
Do you have yours with you?