[He's absolutely going to squeeze his hair out as much as he can, and then squeeze it straight, and then rifle through the provided resort goodies for a clean comb to take with him, and then he will actually dry off the rest of his body. It's an important process.]
Does her occupation really serve as an excuse?
[Gentle ribbing, which he waves off a moment later. There really is nothing to get too absorbed in in this place, work-wise... It's ultimately a nonissue.
And that soreness comment is where Lorenz is sure the other would sneak in another lascivious quip if he'd said it himself, but - mm. As Lorenz glances at him, and notes his fluffy hair... Rather than making quips, he reaches over to affectionately run his fingers through Wriothesley's hair. Petting, this is petting him, is it helping. He can't resist...]
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Does her occupation really serve as an excuse?
[Gentle ribbing, which he waves off a moment later. There really is nothing to get too absorbed in in this place, work-wise... It's ultimately a nonissue.
And that soreness comment is where Lorenz is sure the other would sneak in another lascivious quip if he'd said it himself, but - mm. As Lorenz glances at him, and notes his fluffy hair... Rather than making quips, he reaches over to affectionately run his fingers through Wriothesley's hair. Petting, this is petting him, is it helping. He can't resist...]