Ah, right. Cool. Gross. Fox does indeed notice, doing his best not to stare as he takes his hand back, opting to set them in his lap so he can't put them anywhere unexpectedly webbed for the foreseeable. People have partial shifts, he tells himself, and he needs to stop being so weird about it. "Hotter than this?" Tilting his head up towards the cloudless sky, he's never expected to feel pleased about so much light and heat, and yet here they are.
"The what?" Attention snapping back, Fox directs his gaze once more into the water, as if he might be able to see what Hadama means. "Did you say an Underwater City?" he wasn't aware that Torchline covered, sky, land and sea so thoroughly. "How big is the region?"
As for what he's making, he glances back to the smooth obsidian shards and tilts his head. "I was going to make a bracelet out of the pieces," he says. "I brought some twine along, so I can thread them when I'm happy."
"The what?" Attention snapping back, Fox directs his gaze once more into the water, as if he might be able to see what Hadama means. "Did you say an Underwater City?" he wasn't aware that Torchline covered, sky, land and sea so thoroughly. "How big is the region?"
As for what he's making, he glances back to the smooth obsidian shards and tilts his head. "I was going to make a bracelet out of the pieces," he says. "I brought some twine along, so I can thread them when I'm happy."
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
