sneaks up behind him before he pounced and wrapped his arms around his waist.

almost jumped in surprise, but he was too used to Gilbert's pouncing and he had noticed that slight scent that reminded him of the Turk._

"Bonjour Sadiq.~"

smirked at that and rested his head on his shoulder. " 'ello Francis, how are you doing?"

shifted his head to nuzzle the other a little before replying. "Just fine just fine. It seems like the past few days have flown by."

hums a bit with that as he kissed the side of his neck lightly. "It would seem that way, haven't seen you about. I was getting a bit worried

."

shrugs, but appreciates the concern that the other has. "It happens occasionally... though usually during orgies. It is rare that I seem to_

lose myself when not engaged in activities."

laughs a bit at that and lets go of him. "I see, well as long as you're okay, I haven't seen your counterpart either."

frowns at this; it didn't seem like Marianne to be absent on such a trip. He wondered where she could be... perhaps the Turk just hadn't_

been at the right place or time to catch her. How odd. "I'm sure we shall see her soon."

nods a bit at that and closes his eyes for a moment before he stretched and yawned. "I'm sure, hey you want to go for a drink?"

grins at the proposal. "My good sir, do you even have to ask? I wonder if they have good wine here."

grins a bit and shakes his head. "Formality really," he tucked his hands into his pockets. "I think they do, I had a good one the other

night."

leans up and nuzzles his neck. "Perhaps we could drink there and then maybe share a bottle later, privately?~"

smiles at that and wraps an around around his waist again. "Oh I like the way you think Francis, I always enjoy your company."

his neck a sharp nip before nuzzling again. "I'm sure you do. I seem to get that a lot actually.~"

tries not to react to that nip but it's oh so hard, he looked over at him with a bit of a smirk. "I bet you do, who wouldn't want you."

moves away a bit teasingly, shrugging at the question. "I'm sure there's some, poor unfortunate soul out there *cough* England *couch* that_

doesn't."

( .... That's supposed to be cough, not couch. |D:;; )

[ c: /creepers on you <3 ]

( =u= *just creeped on your thread* )

chuckles and pulls him close again, kissing him on the cheek this time. "Oh I'm sure there's at least one, but you know deep down he wants

you."

laughs at that statement; oh the irony. "I think I prefer him as a adversarial friend to be honest."

nods a bit as they walked. "Much the same way I prefer Greece."