[ He lets Sypha's hand on his jaw guide his head upward slightly, looking up at her as if she's the only thing worth looking at. His lips hang open slightly, eyes moving across her face, focusing on all the details one after the other rather than on the whole. And then, swallowing, he moves a hand from her waist, bringing it up to the topmost closed button of his shirt and rectifying that situation, pushing the collar to one side. and giving what's meant to be a smirk but comes off as a little too sincere. ]
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[ He lets Sypha's hand on his jaw guide his head upward slightly, looking up at her as if she's the only thing worth looking at. His lips hang open slightly, eyes moving across her face, focusing on all the details one after the other rather than on the whole. And then, swallowing, he moves a hand from her waist, bringing it up to the topmost closed button of his shirt and rectifying that situation, pushing the collar to one side. and giving what's meant to be a smirk but comes off as a little too sincere. ]
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