[mildly spoken, because there really is zero point in trying to reason with Sinsa, of all people. this is... fine, really. they're here and yes, he can still taste the odd mix of him on his tongue...
... his gaze drifts down to that and it sparks the visceral instinct he's been dutifully ignoring again. of course it's big, it's Sinsa.]
... you'll have to help me if you want that to fit. My fingers are not... ideal for the effort.
[that's one way to say it. those claws aren't sharp enough that he'd hurt himself, but it's an effort that's not worth it when Sinsa is easy to string along.]
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Mm. Of course.
[mildly spoken, because there really is zero point in trying to reason with Sinsa, of all people. this is... fine, really. they're here and yes, he can still taste the odd mix of him on his tongue...
... his gaze drifts down to that and it sparks the visceral instinct he's been dutifully ignoring again. of course it's big, it's Sinsa.]
... you'll have to help me if you want that to fit. My fingers are not... ideal for the effort.
[that's one way to say it. those claws aren't sharp enough that he'd hurt himself, but it's an effort that's not worth it when Sinsa is easy to string along.]