[ Sylvain just tugs him closer, wrapping around him as he holds him, chin propped atop his head. ]

Yeah, but we can't cuddle over a message. So this is much better.

[ Sylvain logic wins again. ]

Because you should have stacked up a pretty decent collection of hands by now. I turned some in this morning so I could move up out of the basement. You should, too. Especially because you're even more of a social butterfly than I am.