[what else could Mako possibly mean at a time like this! can't think about the options.
the arm over his shoulders keeps him anchored in place despite the minute effort to move away. he's also stayed by the question and the effort to think on it.]
...No? [washed up? what? his expression scrunches.] Didn't wash up.
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the arm over his shoulders keeps him anchored in place despite the minute effort to move away. he's also stayed by the question and the effort to think on it.]
...No? [washed up? what? his expression scrunches.] Didn't wash up.
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[ The follow-up idiot isn't spoken, exactly, but it hovers there, affectionate and rough as Mako tugs on his shoulders a little bit. ]
Have you had it since you woke up here?
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Nn, no. N-nothing. Gotta look.