[Well, they've made the crucial mistake of getting on the ground and being openly willing to dispense pats, so now they've got a small collection of goats impatiently waiting for their turns. It makes Sycamore laugh, as he tries to split his attention across a number of them.]
Look at this, we're certainly popular-
[He's turned to face Lysandre as he's speaking, but he finds the rest of the words die in his throat as he watches his friend, dressed in all his usual finery, kneeling on the ground and clearly enjoying lavishing attention on that rather lucky animal. It hits him, hard, the fact that this shouldn't be happening, couldn't be happening, yet he's here and despite their painful discussions it means they can be here together, just enjoying the company of numerous cute animals and not thinking about anything else.
For a moment, he can forget everything that's happened, and just enjoy the sight of Lysandre - not the Team Flare leader, or the passionate CEO, or the fiery chosen one, but Lysandre, his friend - happily engaging with his chosen goat. ]
...
[...it's probably embarrassing, the way that's he's so obviously fallen silent and is...kind of staring, so much so that the goat he's patting nudges his hand where it's come to a rest against its horns.]
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Look at this, we're certainly popular-
[He's turned to face Lysandre as he's speaking, but he finds the rest of the words die in his throat as he watches his friend, dressed in all his usual finery, kneeling on the ground and clearly enjoying lavishing attention on that rather lucky animal. It hits him, hard, the fact that this shouldn't be happening, couldn't be happening, yet he's here and despite their painful discussions it means they can be here together, just enjoying the company of numerous cute animals and not thinking about anything else.
For a moment, he can forget everything that's happened, and just enjoy the sight of Lysandre - not the Team Flare leader, or the passionate CEO, or the fiery chosen one, but Lysandre, his friend - happily engaging with his chosen goat. ]
...
[...it's probably embarrassing, the way that's he's so obviously fallen silent and is...kind of staring, so much so that the goat he's patting nudges his hand where it's come to a rest against its horns.]