[ Oh, gods, everybody's in on it. He can tell because Beau is as subtle as a pile of bricks with the look she gives them and Caduceus appears to be chiding them with his swooping ears. Shit. It's weirdly unexpected pressure and he shrinks inwardly, bolstered by the fact Molly evidently wants to spend the time with him. ]
Sure, of course. We'll be back in time to hear you sing, Madam Lavorre.
[ He heads out with a nod to Molly indicating he should follow, keeping his hands to himself instead of reaching for him. Maybe once they get outside in the fresh air he'll be able to breathe again. ]
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Sure, of course. We'll be back in time to hear you sing, Madam Lavorre.
[ He heads out with a nod to Molly indicating he should follow, keeping his hands to himself instead of reaching for him. Maybe once they get outside in the fresh air he'll be able to breathe again. ]