"It's fun. I'd bomb the room if it wasn't for the conspiracy board."
Even then, it's not the board itself that stops him so much as imagining the look on Raven's face. He presses his face into his pillow for a moment, then sighs and sits up, reaching for the spare underwear he's started leaving in Leblanc's attic.
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Even then, it's not the board itself that stops him so much as imagining the look on Raven's face. He presses his face into his pillow for a moment, then sighs and sits up, reaching for the spare underwear he's started leaving in Leblanc's attic.