The look of pure disgust present on Cygnus' face made Gaultier's night all the more worth while. Oh yes, this is why he bothered inviting the Blacks at all. "Thank you," came the chipper response that was accompanied with a wide grin, his hand suddenly clapping down on Cygnus' shoulder. "A boy, the doctors say. And you--" Are you so lucky as to have one yet? was what Gaultier so desperately wanted to add, but instead bit his tongue, his grin widening still.
Mere pleasantries were continued for several minutes before Gaultier finally found reason enough to excuse himself; there was no need in soiling himself any more than he had to by lingering in the Black's presence. Moving swiftly across the room, though making sure to linger just in Cygnus' line of sight, did he join a fellow group of men gossiping still about Druella's unfaithfulness. "Likes to tango," Gaultier added in with a wink.
A loud boisterous laugh from the group erupted into what was otherwise a quiet room, filled with hushed whispers and forced smiles.
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