[This whole feast thing was laughable. Usually Aak could find some humor in the situations the hotel managed. This, though? This was just opulence and servitude and none of the bits he could get satisfaction from. His attempts to flee the scene were constantly interrupted by the guards and he was running out of ways to skirt orders without his body being affected.]

[It was while vaguely listening to whatever one of the Wildcards was saying that he catches a glimpse of ears sticking out from hair in a familiar way. His eyes lock onto the person on the sidelines. It takes a bit of stealing glances in-between tasks to confirm it is someone he recognizes from the landship. Once that's for certain, he has a new goal to distract him from how demeaning and boring his servitude was.]

[A word here, a mistake here and there, eventually he gets himself shuffled off his current Wildcard and redirected towards the tents.]

[He's laughing under his breath when Texas is finally forced in and sat down. The quiet signs of anger were something he could use to soothe his own discontent. As as she turns to speak, he's right there with a pointed look and a big grin on his face.]

No differently, huh? Got it, dude. [what a relief, to not feel the edge of disobedience while talking to someone so casually]

In that case, do you wanna try a muscle relaxer? How about homemade lubricant? I may not have my syringe gun but I've been veeee~ry busy, heheh, hahaha!

[as his laugh goes from a chuckle to something more like a mad scientist, Texas is welcome to change her mind at any point]