[Dylas tenses when Reinhardt strokes him, his cheeks immediately going from a horrified pale to an embarrassed flushed color. He's naked, not a horse, how can he just walk over here and pet him like that? And smiling at him like that...Dylas knows he's a pretty dense guy, but even he knows Reinhardt shouldn't be doing that.
Probably. It feels kind of nice, being petted, but that's the last thing he's going to admit to anyone ever.]
H-hey! It's not amazing at all. It's—
[But here he is again, stuck in the same situation as before. When he was in his unicorn form, saying no to Reinhardt was impossible because he was so happy. And here? This is the same damn thing. Even more than being praised, he likes seeing someone else happier than he's used to being.
He sighs, shoulders hanging in defeat.]
I don't think any of your clothes will fit me. But yeah. I'm right behind you, big guy.
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[Dylas tenses when Reinhardt strokes him, his cheeks immediately going from a horrified pale to an embarrassed flushed color. He's naked, not a horse, how can he just walk over here and pet him like that? And smiling at him like that...Dylas knows he's a pretty dense guy, but even he knows Reinhardt shouldn't be doing that.
Probably. It feels kind of nice, being petted, but that's the last thing he's going to admit to anyone ever.]
H-hey! It's not amazing at all. It's—
[But here he is again, stuck in the same situation as before. When he was in his unicorn form, saying no to Reinhardt was impossible because he was so happy. And here? This is the same damn thing. Even more than being praised, he likes seeing someone else happier than he's used to being.
He sighs, shoulders hanging in defeat.]
I don't think any of your clothes will fit me. But yeah. I'm right behind you, big guy.