(He gets up from the now sopping wet couch and wipes at his face, pushing back his hair which just makes water fall down onto the floor in large drops.
While he takes care of himself, he looks Ereshkigal up and down. She seems so proud of herself...)
... Sure.
(He won't shoot her down completely but he's not exactly going to be singing praises.)
So... do you have a towel or something? Or am I supposed to die from the cold instead?
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(He gets up from the now sopping wet couch and wipes at his face, pushing back his hair which just makes water fall down onto the floor in large drops.
While he takes care of himself, he looks Ereshkigal up and down. She seems so proud of herself...)
... Sure.
(He won't shoot her down completely but he's not exactly going to be singing praises.)
So... do you have a towel or something? Or am I supposed to die from the cold instead?