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Edmind smiled hearing your little speech, hearing your breathlessness. Turning around slowly, he put down the cup on the table beside and looked up at the fidgeting young man. Edmond looked at him from afar, the light from outside masking his expression and prevented tbe young man from seeing his smile. He approached Mounee and tilted his face up. "So the shirt's perfect....? Did you not do anything with it? The shirt that's full of my scent, ripped out from me by you?" He asked in a deep voice rumbling.from his chest.