[Dylas can relate. Turning into a unicorn doesn't exactly treat his clothes well? The few times he's taken advantage of his power (the very few times), he's had to bring a spare change of clothes in a bag and hope he doesn't scar someone for life by transforming back in plain view.
Dylas scoffs, the familiar rosy color of his blush tinting his cheeks the second he hears that tone. He grabs the bag and holds it in front of him like he's been caught naked.]
It was either this or I stand around without anything to wear. I didn't have a choice. But now I feel like these are even worse.
[He huffs, his breath blowing upward and blowing that strand of hair in front of his face up before it falls down again.]
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Dylas scoffs, the familiar rosy color of his blush tinting his cheeks the second he hears that tone. He grabs the bag and holds it in front of him like he's been caught naked.]
It was either this or I stand around without anything to wear. I didn't have a choice. But now I feel like these are even worse.
[He huffs, his breath blowing upward and blowing that strand of hair in front of his face up before it falls down again.]