#Chapter32
The embarrassment, however, was not mutual. Though both men disguised it differently, both of their amusement still rang through. Jackson's eyes were gateways to his heart, and they shone with soft humour. Ronan tried, and failed, to fight the huge grin that stole away at his face.
/"If I'm feeling Little, yes./"
Sly had so many questions.
How did one know if they were feeling Little? Was it just as simple as deciding it? Like, oh, I want toast so I'll make some? Or was the change as drastic as Jackson made it seem? Did Ronan, and others, feel like a different person? Were their actions forced decisions made to fit in with a newfound persona, or were they actually oblivious to the baby-like manner in which they acted?
And that was just to name a few.
/"Oh,/" said Sly. He wanted to ask him if he had ever done the things that Jackson and he had done: did he wear diapers and sleep in a crib?