[ Her voice may be momentarily muffled by the passage of shirt over head, but Yseult isn't about to let that stop her. The dry tone comes through the cloth just fine, and her eyebrow's still arched at him when her head is free again.
She tugs at his sweater too while they're at it, getting a fistful of soft wool at the back of his shoulder and hauling upwards until she's trapped Darras's head inside. And then leaving it there. ]
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[ Her voice may be momentarily muffled by the passage of shirt over head, but Yseult isn't about to let that stop her. The dry tone comes through the cloth just fine, and her eyebrow's still arched at him when her head is free again.
She tugs at his sweater too while they're at it, getting a fistful of soft wool at the back of his shoulder and hauling upwards until she's trapped Darras's head inside. And then leaving it there. ]
I see.