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Caerus was blissfully unaware of the way in which he had forced the air out of Mathieu. He'd never experienced such a sensation, and so could not conceptualize it. Instead he is intrigued by the words uttered by Mathieu- they were different, somehow. He would've liked to imitate and yet they were not sounds like hoo and yoo and pay and huh- and so his head tilts to the side with interest. The man stands overtop him, and he laughs, smiling ear to ear while he wiggles playfully beneath him. buh!! He crows, certainly his favorite perceived word by far.