[And he gives all of his attention to the towel in his hands, then, draping it over the tips of his fingers so that it conceals the way Gold Experience blooms in his fingertips. It's all about showmanship, even when he isn't really thinking about showmanship at all. That's just what comes naturally to him, little lies in everything he does, and this has to seem . . . natural. Like a birth of a sort.]
[All the same, it happens quickly once he starts, the terrycloth shifting and changing until all of a sudden it's squirming of its own volition, a furry little monster baby squeaking intensely because why the fuck does she suddenly exist, and why is the wind ruffling her fur, who approved this?]
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[And he gives all of his attention to the towel in his hands, then, draping it over the tips of his fingers so that it conceals the way Gold Experience blooms in his fingertips. It's all about showmanship, even when he isn't really thinking about showmanship at all. That's just what comes naturally to him, little lies in everything he does, and this has to seem . . . natural. Like a birth of a sort.]
[All the same, it happens quickly once he starts, the terrycloth shifting and changing until all of a sudden it's squirming of its own volition, a furry little monster baby squeaking intensely because why the fuck does she suddenly exist, and why is the wind ruffling her fur, who approved this?]
[For once, he's actually speechless.]