Laurent would love to be able to watch his precious fox around the children. Alas, though the world is coming out of it at this time, people are still a superstitious lot. Any excuse they could possibly fashion would cast suspicion on Laurent. Elyas would never endanger him by risking even a chance of that suspicion growing. A pity, as Laurent enjoys the way his fox's face lights and his cadence quickens with enthusiasm when he speaks of the fun he has with the children.

Watching Elyas grow more animated brings a subtle yet fond smile to his face. In times like this, he reminds Laurent of a child himself. In all the best of way! He's energetic and imaginative. Not that he is somehow inferior (as adults often see children) or needs looking after. Laurent is his lover, after all. That makes them equals, true partners in all things. There is no room for one to be superior or inferior to the other.

He squeezes Elyas' arm in his, growing more and more excited to meet the one they'll be entertaining. The more Elyas speaks of him, the greater Laurent's hunger for him grows. A strong, shy, and handsome man who smells of earth and trees, with a voice like a babbling brook. Ah, he's bound to be a delicious treat. Catching sight of the man Elyas points out, Laurent can't help letting a sigh escape him.

"You always choose such beauties, my love. Come, introduce me. I already long for him."