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Bastien knew the face Ronin made all too well, when he closed his eyes; he knew that feeling of intense warmth and blessing that came all around you when Safrin chose that it should. Knowing that Ronin had been blessed in this moment and not him did little to help his jealousy, but he merely patiently waited and said nothing of it. He could hardly contain his gasp and comment of 'incredibile...' at the appearance of the gauntlet, the cloud of sparkling mist bringing memories to mind that made his stomach flip. Ronin appeared to be just as surprised as he was by the gauntlet, even though he easily slipped his hand into it. Not shy, Bastien leaned forward to trace his fingers over the back of Ronin's covered hand, marvelling at the craftmanship. "No, I see it. Though we have both drunk something from this place, so there could be something in the water..." The joke was half-mumbled, distracted, a time filler so he could spend longer admiring the gauntlet. "Does it have some significance to you?" Bastien I am the remedy to your heart