[Apparently this dating chat has dissolved straight into airing their relationship's lewd laundry, but Sycamore can't say he's too disappointed. This is bonding! They're bonding. Bonding over beers, like the manly men they are!

Speaking of which, it's clearly time for a third round. Thank goodness Froakie has decided to take a nap (far closer to Doumeki's side of the table than his...rude!).]

It's annoying, isn't it? It's like...you know they know that you would want to know if they weren't enjoying themselves, but then they don't let you know! Then you have to press them to find out, after the fact, and it's frustrating! Lysandre and I are trying to work on being honest with one another, but it's so easy for him to slip into that "it's fine, Augustine" [-Sycamore lowers his voice appropriately, in what is - regardless - still a terrible imitation of his partner-] as long as he thinks I'm having fun. Ridiculous.

[Have a long, drawn out sigh, even though Sycamore is still smiling.]

It is so difficult, to love someone so much...such a beautiful thing, when the love comes from both sides, but it comes with its own set of problems! Although it is lovely to hear that you and Yashiro are exploring other fun things to do in the bedroom, mon ami.