[There's a wicked smile on Daan's face, and he tilts his head as he hears the way Cloud's voice sounds as he says his name.]
What was that? [Daan presses his index finger and thumb around the tip, not quite pinching or pulling, but enough to make sure that his grip can be felt -- such as it is.] Can I help you with something?
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[There's a wicked smile on Daan's face, and he tilts his head as he hears the way Cloud's voice sounds as he says his name.]
What was that? [Daan presses his index finger and thumb around the tip, not quite pinching or pulling, but enough to make sure that his grip can be felt -- such as it is.] Can I help you with something?