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When they ended up with Sanson tipped backwards, his head on the arm of the sofa, Guydelot stretched over him, Sanson felt he could be forgiven for not noticing the awkward way Guydelot had to contort himself on the small sofa. In his defense, he had been a little distracted with learning that the bard's mouth was good for more than just singing and snark.
