[ Basch gives Sylvain's thigh a squeeze, hopefully reassuring that he's alright. It feels a little too private to point out Sylvain never pushes him past his real limits.

He does, however, chuckle at both Olivine's tease and Sylvain's protest. ]

Sounds like you didn't sufficiently tire Olivine, Sylvain. You can probably reach, if you wish to rectify that.

[ He doesn't expect either to take him up on it; he's sure Olivine is as tired as he is. But the fact that the thought of being between them while Sylvain fingers the other sends a pang of want through him is certainly something he'll have to keep in mind. ]