[ Gorgug looks at the toad and its naming, and wonders: does it look like a Charles? He can't really say, but he's fascinated by the naming convention. He's never named much in his life, and his mind thinks names like Boggy suits a toad, or frog, more--mainly because that's what his friend called her familiar frog.
He looks from Kaeya's to his own, pondering this thinking...while receiving not much but a toad butt, considering it isn't looking at him. Hmm... Toddy, maybe?
It's not a long-lived thought, the noise making his look away, back to the other's robe. It's so sensitive, and he doesn't quite look at his own, but he thinks about it, brow tight with the thought, the uncertainty of: ]
...mine's the Psychedelic Robe of Dancing.
[ It's a statement, but also, an unspoken question, aided by the way he looks at Kaeya: Do they really want to test out that power? Do they want to potentially...boogie? ]
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He looks from Kaeya's to his own, pondering this thinking...while receiving not much but a toad butt, considering it isn't looking at him. Hmm... Toddy, maybe?
It's not a long-lived thought, the noise making his look away, back to the other's robe. It's so sensitive, and he doesn't quite look at his own, but he thinks about it, brow tight with the thought, the uncertainty of: ]
...mine's the Psychedelic Robe of Dancing.
[ It's a statement, but also, an unspoken question, aided by the way he looks at Kaeya: Do they really want to test out that power? Do they want to potentially...boogie? ]