[Faolan lets out the huff of a laugh as Laurent swings his legs up into his lap, before moving to lay his hand back where it was before, resting on the other man's thigh.]

It's dynamic. A tangible thing. Something I can interact with. Reach out and touch.

[He runs his fingers in a slow circle where they rest against Laurent's thigh.]

A film certainly wouldn't drape itself across my lap or look at me the way you are now.