[It's true: that mess stinks. With his sense of smell stronger than ever, he's already wrinkling his nose against it as they leave the house, although admittedly it's better out here in the open air.]
[With a glance at Fugo, he takes a few sideways steps away from the direct path of the steam and tucks his shirt up over his nose. He doesn't move further away from Fugo, though. If Fugo is the center of a circle, then he will only travel its circumference. He has no intentions of making it bigger — of giving Fugo more space than he absolutely insists on.]
Okay. [Slightly muffled beneath his shirt collar, he gives Fugo an okay sign with his fingers. O-kay.] Go ahead. I want to see how this is done, anyway.
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[With a glance at Fugo, he takes a few sideways steps away from the direct path of the steam and tucks his shirt up over his nose. He doesn't move further away from Fugo, though. If Fugo is the center of a circle, then he will only travel its circumference. He has no intentions of making it bigger — of giving Fugo more space than he absolutely insists on.]
Okay. [Slightly muffled beneath his shirt collar, he gives Fugo an okay sign with his fingers. O-kay.] Go ahead. I want to see how this is done, anyway.
[It might be stinky, but he's curious.]