[Atsushi waits patiently, then pops in the moment he's invited. Only once he's hurriedly closed the door behind him does he pay any attention to the horse-man behind the curtain.
... Well. Okay... Sure. Dylas seems kinda like a dog that got its snout stuck in a jar of peanut butter, but sure.]
I brought your clothes...
[Staring a bit, Atsushi holds out the bag with clothes, as if he needs to present it for evidence. Too bad he's not holding it close enough for Dylas to grab it from behind the curtain.]
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... Well. Okay... Sure. Dylas seems kinda like a dog that got its snout stuck in a jar of peanut butter, but sure.]
I brought your clothes...
[Staring a bit, Atsushi holds out the bag with clothes, as if he needs to present it for evidence. Too bad he's not holding it close enough for Dylas to grab it from behind the curtain.]