[Gee, who would've guessed that they'd get weird feelings for each other with all of this kissing bullshit. WHO WOULD'VE GUESSED. And the worst part is that it's starting to feel natural, like kissing outside of sex is just a normal thing for two friends to do, there's no way this can go wrong at all and invoke Emotional Attachment. But then, they should've probably stopped long ago, somewhere around the post-coital prolonged snuggling or something. Oh well, too fuckin' late.]

I'm a man of my word, rest assured! There's no way I'd cut and run before you were even dried off. [First: gonna drain the people soup from the bath. Then it's time to snatch up that damn towel and unfold it; all the better to wrap Abbacchio in a warm, mostly dry embrace. Thankfully, Magician's Red gets called out to take that to fully dry, so that Avdol isn't dripping bathwater on the floor (even if the heat treatment means that his hair almost instantly puffs up in response). More excuse to stand there and Just Hug It Out, though.] ...Want me to blow dry your tail too? Or just hand dry?