Phillip is very much not used to being seen in this way, and there is a discomfort to being known even this fully. He is not much of a liar, but he is secretive and can certainly deal in deception with the best of them, play around technicalities to get his way. He could answer yes, and it would be the truth. But it would not be the full truth, and while he may not know what he's going to do when the time to make the choice comes, he knows what he should do in this moment.
The name glides off his tongue in that smooth, somewhat unsettling way the Ascian language is, the way his lips form to make the words even foreign feeling again Gustavain's lips. "...I certainly prefer Phillip," he says, his thumb trailing over the curve of the other man's jaw. If he had it his way, he would never hear that name again. He doubts he will be so lucky.
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The name glides off his tongue in that smooth, somewhat unsettling way the Ascian language is, the way his lips form to make the words even foreign feeling again Gustavain's lips. "...I certainly prefer Phillip," he says, his thumb trailing over the curve of the other man's jaw. If he had it his way, he would never hear that name again. He doubts he will be so lucky.