[ There's no doubt that Lien looks at him with a fondness that wasn't prevalent in the first few days of meeting him, and Lancer laughs about it, a low, private sound that would be inaudible to his master, way up there.
And, on a whim, he take a few steps towards Lien's vantage point, directly under her, and holds out his arms. ]
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And, on a whim, he take a few steps towards Lien's vantage point, directly under her, and holds out his arms. ]
Come on down, then, little lady.
[ Does he need to spell it out? He hopes not. ]