[The whole exchange is so chaste that the choice of language amuses him, as well, but he does not dare break character, only allowing his smile to pull wider as he proceeds to feign being enraptured, with quite some success— he lets out a long, blissful sigh, followed by a deep chuckle.]
Sin from thy lips? Trespass sweetly urged, I will take it in turn! Give me thy sin again.
[He'll lean in again, eyes bright beneath his mask, but this time, he'll give her the opportunity to meet him halfway and initiate the next part, instead.]
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Sin from thy lips? Trespass sweetly urged, I will take it in turn! Give me thy sin again.
[He'll lean in again, eyes bright beneath his mask, but this time, he'll give her the opportunity to meet him halfway and initiate the next part, instead.]