[It was moments like these that really illustrated how similar they were, that need to play up a moment, add some drama to it, even if it didn't need it. Especially if it didn't need it. Jim's little show there caused a huff of a laugh that was more just an exhale of air through Remy's nose, a slight shake of his head at the show, as his warm gaze followed Jim. He was performing after all, so he needed an audience, and Remy wasn't going to neglect him one.
Once he was sure Jim was done with the show, had finished his last piece, Remy made his way over to him. He tried to put on a serious face, he really tried, but it just wouldn't happen, a slight hint of a smile remaining at the corner of his lips. Bracing his hands either side of the chair arms, Remy leaned in towards Jim so their faces were level.] So what does that make me?
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Once he was sure Jim was done with the show, had finished his last piece, Remy made his way over to him. He tried to put on a serious face, he really tried, but it just wouldn't happen, a slight hint of a smile remaining at the corner of his lips. Bracing his hands either side of the chair arms, Remy leaned in towards Jim so their faces were level.] So what does that make me?