...Huh. Well, here I am. He said, turning to his side a little to show Remi his full form, now mostly convinced he wasn't about to be eaten and not realising that it would not matter what angle he stood at, Remi still would not see him anyway.
Emmett humoured Remi's attempts to recover his clumsy wording, trying not to be too offended. He probably did smell a little bit; donkeys were not known for being fresh. When he heard there was something he could help with, to do with their animal forms, the conviction that Remi wasn't going to eat him disappearing, he took a step back and watched the lion suspiciously.
I'm not doing anything, but...it depends on what you want. I don't wanna be eaten, surprisingly.
Emmett
How deeply are you sleeping?
or are you still awake?
