[ Bearing witness to Jotaro's little hop-flap would have earned him a little halfhearted applause but Rohan is too interested in plucking up now clean and empty jars from near the icebox. Ones he has swiped from the cafe-- mason jars on a slightly larger scale. Big enough. It's going to take a few.
His tail swishes and sweeps along the floor, preoccupied until he hears the dull drag of weight entering the other room. ]
What? [ Rohan lazily replies as he reenters his workspace-- er... The living room. Himself, Jotaro, and the dead man all surrounded by his paintings and what their apartment has transformed into. He moves with his snake-brand fluidity to the unfortunate human who is leaking dark red fluid from his nose and the inner corners of his eyes. The way he reaches for the man's arm to drag him closer to himself, coiling up to just... Sit in the middle of the floor as if he were in a chair is all but difficult. Surely one leg would be crossed over the other.
There is a method to this. He's just going to do it in the house, aloof as ever, giving Jotaro a pointed look up from where he is holding that limp wrist.
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His tail swishes and sweeps along the floor, preoccupied until he hears the dull drag of weight entering the other room. ]
What? [ Rohan lazily replies as he reenters his workspace-- er... The living room. Himself, Jotaro, and the dead man all surrounded by his paintings and what their apartment has transformed into. He moves with his snake-brand fluidity to the unfortunate human who is leaking dark red fluid from his nose and the inner corners of his eyes. The way he reaches for the man's arm to drag him closer to himself, coiling up to just... Sit in the middle of the floor as if he were in a chair is all but difficult. Surely one leg would be crossed over the other.
There is a method to this. He's just going to do it in the house, aloof as ever, giving Jotaro a pointed look up from where he is holding that limp wrist.
Answer, please. ]