[ So that crocodile is now floating shyly behind a tree. Interesting.

While it isn't the first time, it definitely happens rarely, and with how attention-starved Chuuya tends to be he practically craves for this sort of attention. (When he does get compliments, they're usually from his big sister figure.) Of course, he's not going to admit that to Oberyn. He would rather impress this man who saved him and seems to be taking an interest in him, than turn him off or dampen his opinion of him. ] Of course it isn't. Sheesh.

[ He'll be trying his best to look cool in front of the other man now. Even if he's still a little red in the face. ] Yeah? This doesn't even scratch the surface of what I can do. [ Please think he's cool, Obe. ] I was born with it. Some people just are, in the world that I came from.

[ With the crocodile now tucked away and out of their immediate view, Chuuya wonders if this means he's allowed to continue his bath. He takes a step toward the water, reaching up to unfasten his buttons again. He also glances occasionally at Oberyn, wondering if he really was planning to join in or if he's just going to go about his business. While Chuuya hadn't cared before, stripping is making him more nervous now. ]