Tom finds he doesn't mind questions, or being the center of attention. Now if only Sebastian would stop asking questions Tom doesn't have a good answer for... Tom puts on his shirt and his jacket over it, and hopes he does so quickly enough that Sebastian doesn't see the stakes packed into the inner pockets. "Naw," he says, because you shouldn't lie when you don't have to. "It's just good for building upper-arm strength, y'know?"
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