[Didn't even look at that, although they might catch his eye later.
He doesn't turn, although he does manage to knock something else off on top of himself--a bag of sugar apparently. He flails at it and jumps backwards, trailing white all over now.]
.... No. [a little bewildered by the sugar, but shakes his head]
[... just watches the towel and doesn't reach for it. not exactly a cautious watch, nor curious. just... watching. Not quite making the connection of what he's supposed to do.
When he mentions the kitchen, Walker turns and looks at it.] .... Stupid kitchen. [because it is totally the kitchen's fault it is a mess.]
[Sorry, being a dancer in a previous record so young had it kind of stick with 'Tias more than he thought.
Glances over as he gets the bread and pan out.] Missed a few spots, yeah? Wash once more 'nd then maybe take tha towel ta your head, ruffle it a bit so ya can get more powder out.
['Tias would do it himself but... You earn a wary rabbit's trust and friendship through being patient and kind. Can wait to make friends~]
[They're probably complete opposites from each other on the nimble scale. Walker is clumsy like someone who's not quite used to having a body to move--which is because he spends most of his time in the back of his own head.
Walker does as 'Tias says, ruffling his hair with the towel and rubbing at his face. He's slow about it like he really has to think about it before he does it, and in the end he shakes himself like a dog again, hopefully not making too much of a mess for 'Tias's sake.
Ya weren't tryin ta make a volcano, were ya?
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[sounds like a grumpy kid as he huffs, and turns to paw in another cabinet uselessly.]
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Stepping into the kitchen.] Need some help, then?
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He doesn't turn, although he does manage to knock something else off on top of himself--a bag of sugar apparently. He flails at it and jumps backwards, trailing white all over now.]
.... No. [a little bewildered by the sugar, but shakes his head]
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C'mon man, even 'd ask for help at tha rate you're goin. Ya tryin ta get somethin ta eat or what? 'm good at grilled sandwiches if ya want one.
[Mother-hen Mattias is a go.]
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He frowns at 'Tias, wiping at his own face with his sleeve.] ... Sandwiches? [like he's trying not to sound hopeful about it]
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[Nods and looks around.] Though, with this one bein a war zone 'll have ta find 'nother kitchen.
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When he mentions the kitchen, Walker turns and looks at it.] .... Stupid kitchen. [because it is totally the kitchen's fault it is a mess.]
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Still, that makes 'Tias crack a wee grin.] C'mon, yeah? There's 'nother one nearby. Ya can wash your hands 'nd face at tha sink while I cook.
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He looks at his hands and wiggles his fingers] Oh. I'm white.
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[Makes a "follow me" gesture and walks out of the kitchen with his hands tucked behind his head, whistling while he looks for the second one.]
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[shakes himself like a dog would, and then follows behind 'Tias with a slightly cautious gap between them.]
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[Darting in on light footsteps, making his way to the fridge to get butter and cheese.]
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He's slower and not nearly a nimble on his feet. As said before, he goes to the sink to wash off, as he's still trailing white a bit]
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Glances over as he gets the bread and pan out.] Missed a few spots, yeah? Wash once more 'nd then maybe take tha towel ta your head, ruffle it a bit so ya can get more powder out.
['Tias would do it himself but... You earn a wary rabbit's trust and friendship through being patient and kind. Can wait to make friends~]
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Walker does as 'Tias says, ruffling his hair with the towel and rubbing at his face. He's slow about it like he really has to think about it before he does it, and in the end he shakes himself like a dog again, hopefully not making too much of a mess for 'Tias's sake.
He's a very distrustful rabbit, unfortunately.]
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