[Oh. Oh. Okay, this kind of makes sense then. Acclimating to natural stuff.
Keith busies himself with just holding his dragon, watching Lance go about with encouraging it to wade in...drowning it. That assessment (re: bathing with them) is met with a muted groan; it's all over his face.
Though he has no reason to gripe about this. It's just a matter of being 1943295i9324923ft out of his comfort zone. He's gonna be responsible for the drowning of this lil guy.]
Alright...
[Easy compliance, only because all of his gripes are too embarrassing to put into words, and they only exist in his mind as a means of stalling.
Should he just start...taking his clothes off? This is weird. This is weird to do in the backyard of a nursery.]
no subject
Keith busies himself with just holding his dragon, watching Lance go about with encouraging it to wade in...drowning it. That assessment (re: bathing with them) is met with a muted groan; it's all over his face.
Though he has no reason to gripe about this. It's just a matter of being 1943295i9324923ft out of his comfort zone. He's gonna be responsible for the drowning of this lil guy.]
Alright...
[Easy compliance, only because all of his gripes are too embarrassing to put into words, and they only exist in his mind as a means of stalling.
Should he just start...taking his clothes off? This is weird. This is weird to do in the backyard of a nursery.]