[Balfour glances up when Reid asks him if he's having fun, a dirty little smirk on his face. Oh, you asked for it Reid. He reaches down and damn well caresses his vital regions, careful to keep the touch light so that it wouldn't tease him too terribly much.]
Oh, yes. Are you?
[But the teasing falls away when he's told to shut up. He buttons the shirt he'd grabbed just a few moments before.]
I mean, I don't speak like you, though. If you could explain what happened, that would be great. Also make sure you keep that scar covered if you want anyone to believe you're Tyler.
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Oh, yes. Are you?
[But the teasing falls away when he's told to shut up. He buttons the shirt he'd grabbed just a few moments before.]
I mean, I don't speak like you, though. If you could explain what happened, that would be great. Also make sure you keep that scar covered if you want anyone to believe you're Tyler.
[And for Balfour's peace of mind.]