[ If Ratio had been of sounder mind, he would have resisted Hunter's attempts to help and waved him off, as he often does with other people. But, tired and upset as he is, he does nothing, bearing with the cloth wiping the spit off his face.
At the same time, he has the wherewithal to summon a bottle of water and a towel into his hands because he is absolutely not trudging his way back home with the remnants of that disgusting spit on his face, of all places. Once Hunter is done wiping, he opens the water bottle and immediately douses his face and vigorously scrubs at his face with the towel.
It doesn't get rid of the smell entirely, but it'll have to do. ]
I'm quite fine. Very fine for someone who's just been spat on. Best I've ever been, really.
[ Given his sarcastic intonation and his sentence trailing off into mumbles, he is probably, in fact, not fine. ]
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At the same time, he has the wherewithal to summon a bottle of water and a towel into his hands because he is absolutely not trudging his way back home with the remnants of that disgusting spit on his face, of all places. Once Hunter is done wiping, he opens the water bottle and immediately douses his face and vigorously scrubs at his face with the towel.
It doesn't get rid of the smell entirely, but it'll have to do. ]
I'm quite fine. Very fine for someone who's just been spat on. Best I've ever been, really.
[ Given his sarcastic intonation and his sentence trailing off into mumbles, he is probably, in fact, not fine. ]