"The dirt was dry, and not sticky," he pointed out with mock-primness, falling into their more usual banter on reflex, as much to keep his nervousness of the unknown at bay as to entertain his fiery friend. "And now, with those condoms, it will be even better," he added, nodding in thanks as she cleaned herself up... well. At least she made a (small) effort at it. It was the thought that counted, he supposed as he let her settle back in behind him.
"Ready as I'll ever be, since you won't let me in on the secret," he agreed with forced cheer, reluctant but having made his decision. "If I don't like what's happening, though, I reserve the right to run away screaming like a scalded cat," he warned her, only half-joking.
"Ready as I'll ever be, since you won't let me in on the secret," he agreed with forced cheer, reluctant but having made his decision. "If I don't like what's happening, though, I reserve the right to run away screaming like a scalded cat," he warned her, only half-joking.
