[still scowling insolently, francel pulls the ribbon around his neck loose in a very matter-of-fact way; he drops it to the floor with a kind of sassy hand gesture. he undoes the buttons of his shirt all the way down his chest, but he makes no moves to take the shirt off. he folds his arms.]
Any more than this, ser, and you shall have to remove it yourself.
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Any more than this, ser, and you shall have to remove it yourself.