[Really, it's probably best not to delve too deeply into Corbin's own ideas about his level of intelligence vs. how other people perceive him. Best to just leave it be, since he has other things to think about. Much better things, like how Keyleth tastes like green and smells like the sunlight. And no matter how bad either of them might be at flirting, Keyleth is pretty dang good at kissing.]
[Corbin leans over, the hand that's not planted on the ground sliding around her waist to urge her closer. It is a lot easier than trying to talk.]
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[Corbin leans over, the hand that's not planted on the ground sliding around her waist to urge her closer. It is a lot easier than trying to talk.]