Clemente
Well, balls. That's what he gets for trying to be nice. Shrugging to himself as they're lit up in different colors, he keeps his gaze on the genie as it shrieks and laughs and wheels about. Offering them options, to entertain or to sit out.
He is far from talented, and certainly not funny, which leaves him at a complete loss as to how to entertain the genie. But he can't just...not. Right? Sweeping snow from the ground he bundles it into a huge ball and - thankful for his lack of pain receptors now - takes a giant fanged bite out of it. "Thanks for th' food while we wait, five stars." Because here's the facts: Clem isn't a funny kid. He's deadpan, serious, but also doesn't want his ass kicked by a damn genie. And then he uses the rest of the snowball to turn and aim it atAmun, launching it at his head with a devilish grin. Might as well make it fun for himself before he gets chopped.
Clem tries to entertain by taking a whopping bite of snow and then tries to bean Amun in the head with the rest.
He is far from talented, and certainly not funny, which leaves him at a complete loss as to how to entertain the genie. But he can't just...not. Right? Sweeping snow from the ground he bundles it into a huge ball and - thankful for his lack of pain receptors now - takes a giant fanged bite out of it. "Thanks for th' food while we wait, five stars." Because here's the facts: Clem isn't a funny kid. He's deadpan, serious, but also doesn't want his ass kicked by a damn genie. And then he uses the rest of the snowball to turn and aim it at
Clem tries to entertain by taking a whopping bite of snow and then tries to bean Amun in the head with the rest.