[It's the clunking around that he notices first, actually. That's the thing about getting used to having a roommate with a forty-foot snake tail on his lower half instead of a pair of feet: there's not really anything to clunk, because what he does is more like sliding or slithering over the terrain. So something is clearly up here, and when Jotaro wakes up from his nap, he's quick to ruffle up his (for once, hatless, because of a rare and divine miracle) hair and wander out to investigate, mentally steeling himself for an ugly surprise of the intruder variety.
What he gets, though, is an ugly surprise of a different variety: blood on the walls, a trail leading upstairs, and — when he darts up to Rohan's room with mounting apprehension once he realizes where the trail is actually leading — Rohan himself, knocked out on the bed with a pair of skinny chicken legs jutting out from his waist and an ass that's practically falling out of the suspender-reinforced pants it's been inserted into.
That's...not his snake roommate.
That's a human roommate.
...
God, he hopes he's had enough to eat recently, because the last thing he wants is to devour his guything in the worst possible way.]
...Rohan?
[Is he sleeping? Yes, Jotaro, you idiot, of course he's sleeping. But at least he's quiet about it, rather than just bellowing his uncertainty somehow.]
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What he gets, though, is an ugly surprise of a different variety: blood on the walls, a trail leading upstairs, and — when he darts up to Rohan's room with mounting apprehension once he realizes where the trail is actually leading — Rohan himself, knocked out on the bed with a pair of skinny chicken legs jutting out from his waist and an ass that's practically falling out of the suspender-reinforced pants it's been inserted into.
That's...not his snake roommate.
That's a human roommate.
...
God, he hopes he's had enough to eat recently, because the last thing he wants is to devour his guything in the worst possible way.]
...Rohan?
[Is he sleeping? Yes, Jotaro, you idiot, of course he's sleeping. But at least he's quiet about it, rather than just bellowing his uncertainty somehow.]