[ solo thinks he should take that twitch of illya's fingers as a victory of sort—and there is a certain satisfaction in knowing that he was right, that he managed to read his partner correctly, but watching illya lose control isn't quite the entertaining past time it was, sitting in a cafe in berlin. ]
You didn't. But can you honestly tell me you haven't thought of it? [ solo asks it idly while setting out some pots and pans, some utensils. ]
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You didn't. But can you honestly tell me you haven't thought of it? [ solo asks it idly while setting out some pots and pans, some utensils. ]