The mental image of Ri'vashi's simile caused Gallus to laugh through his nose. Any sort of kitten-like behaviour didn't line up with Ri'vashi at all.

Gallus spoke after Ri'vashi, "It does look nice. I've been overdue for a good wash anyway. This training has made it desperate." Gallus sniffed under one armpit and only found sweat, "I have a feeling that I'll be heading to bed with endless itches if I don't."

Taking off his gauntlets to relieve them from the heat, Gallus turned his head to Ri'vashi and raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a squire or someone to help you do all that off and on or do you do it all yourself?" Gallus offered a palm, "I could help you if you want to save some time."

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After a swallow and a quick breath in and out, Tzirret tried answering. "I..." He blinked twice, and as he continued, the walls crumbled. His face dipped down and he lifted a hand up to his eyes. His mouth was slightly open, speaking in a saddened shiver. "It is going so well," he said, "better than this one ever could have hoped." He let in a sharp breath. "She is the first where things have worked and...he does not want to have to leave her..." Tzirret let out restrained sobs, trying not to draw attention to himself.