( Jingyi still has his head tilted when Inigo comes out with that particular whining jest, one which flies entirely over Jingyi's not-slang familiar head. )
I was? But I hadn't even touched you yet...
( He sounds absolutely confused. How did he turn someone off? Could he use one of his whiskers or a talontip to turn off Inigo's SCA? Probably, when he thinks about it, but with his ears leaning back and brow furrowed a touch in confusion... Inigo. Here's his head. There's the joke, having overshot him like an eager, inexperienced lover in bed for the first time.
Not that he lingers on it either, he just goes with: )
Doubt anyone was, or else we'll hear later, but no one was laughing. Or gasping. Or reacting at all, really, so anyone who did probably's already forgotten.
( This is his attempt at reassurance. Most people just don't care enough about other people to track silly little personality quirks, like shrieking over spiders and half naked guys. )
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I was? But I hadn't even touched you yet...
( He sounds absolutely confused. How did he turn someone off? Could he use one of his whiskers or a talontip to turn off Inigo's SCA? Probably, when he thinks about it, but with his ears leaning back and brow furrowed a touch in confusion... Inigo. Here's his head. There's the joke, having overshot him like an eager, inexperienced lover in bed for the first time.
Not that he lingers on it either, he just goes with: )
Doubt anyone was, or else we'll hear later, but no one was laughing. Or gasping. Or reacting at all, really, so anyone who did probably's already forgotten.
( This is his attempt at reassurance. Most people just don't care enough about other people to track silly little personality quirks, like shrieking over spiders and half naked guys. )