Wow. Luke stifles his laughter, casting a wide-eyed glance Aramis' way. He probably doesn't mean it how it sounds. Aramis is a classy guy who is, most definitely, not a mind reader. They would have put that in the books if he was.
"I'm not really into..." and his stupid brain can't think of a way to explain his very singleminded devotion to pacifism without making it sound really dirty.
With a supremely awkward motion, he shoves the sword forward. He's too distracted to mimic Aramis properly, and the sword winds up skittering off to the side. "That wasn't very powerful, was it?"
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"I'm not really into..." and his stupid brain can't think of a way to explain his very singleminded devotion to pacifism without making it sound really dirty.
With a supremely awkward motion, he shoves the sword forward. He's too distracted to mimic Aramis properly, and the sword winds up skittering off to the side. "That wasn't very powerful, was it?"