[Diarmuid stands from the chair and moves over to where Laurent is sitting. It looks like Laurent has a headache, if rubbing at his temples is any indication. Deep down, Diarmuid wants to reach out and smooth away that pain, but he won't touch unless Laurent says he can. He won't, no matter how much he itches to do so.
He kneels near Laurent and holds out his hands slightly toward the blonde's head.]
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[Diarmuid stands from the chair and moves over to where Laurent is sitting. It looks like Laurent has a headache, if rubbing at his temples is any indication. Deep down, Diarmuid wants to reach out and smooth away that pain, but he won't touch unless Laurent says he can. He won't, no matter how much he itches to do so.
He kneels near Laurent and holds out his hands slightly toward the blonde's head.]
May I?