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Still flabbergasted and processing all of this.] No, don't be sorry, my god, as if I were sitting around for a month wondering as if it were a birthday. I -- [His eyes bug out a little.] -- You didn't make one for him, did you? [And now he's pale. er.] Don't. Please don't do that, it wasn't a suggestion.

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I hadn't really exerted myself, do... do you mean work out, or... train?

[he barely moves his face while saying it, as if being quiet somehow diluted it. God, Spain, you know he can take a fist, but that's done with a little more care than Well Hung Muscled Novice Trying Rough Degrading Sex For The First Time.]

...I suppose it isn't terribly, but [looking away a little] he's... he's so private. More than I am. It's why I didn't announce it, but god I wanted to, do you know how long I've been after that!?

[ahem. he clears his throat. that was a little more of an objectifying tone than he'd meant.] Well. In any case, it hasn't happened since.