[ The second time he catches the can he does so with great gentleness. As though the thing is a bomb waiting to explode and not something he crushed through his own too-quick actions. ]
Y-yeah... I will.
[ Because it is definitely not an ore.
He had tossed the crumpled can aside when she ran back into the store, and now he places the new one on the ground so he can strip off his soaked kimono. It smells strongly of beer now, the hoppy smell tragically thick given how much soaked in. The daemon can only sigh and flap it out into the wind, trying to dry it out some; there is not much he can do about the smell now. ]
So, does this place have bath houses? I'm going to need one now.
[ The beer is still wet in his hair but he knows, from experience, it will dry and leave him feeling sticky. Not to mention his poor clothes which will also need a good scrub. ]
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Y-yeah... I will.
[ Because it is definitely not an ore.
He had tossed the crumpled can aside when she ran back into the store, and now he places the new one on the ground so he can strip off his soaked kimono. It smells strongly of beer now, the hoppy smell tragically thick given how much soaked in. The daemon can only sigh and flap it out into the wind, trying to dry it out some; there is not much he can do about the smell now. ]
So, does this place have bath houses? I'm going to need one now.
[ The beer is still wet in his hair but he knows, from experience, it will dry and leave him feeling sticky. Not to mention his poor clothes which will also need a good scrub. ]