[He does have it, without any incident. The hole was practicaly a little bubble bath for a small critter now. He lifts his head, expecting the other would have returned already.
But they haven't.] ...? [That's puzzling. He stands back up, ears swerving about to try and hear any movement. There's only the sound of chocobos distantly chirping in the water.
...
Did he leave? He looks to the soapy foam in the ground....guess, that was it? Lesson complete? His ears fall slightly. There was no other reason for them to stay, he suppose. Better things to do. Honestly, this is an improvement after all the previous times they were in each other's presence. They seem to have reach a neutral stance between them, making their departure a bit...sad this time to the younger one.
He stares at the soap for a moment longer, putting it to memory what was shown today. He gathers the glove, putting it back on while taking another look around. Seeing no one, he'll start to move into the forest himself. There's no point in staying anymore. He doesn't feel like going back to learning how to do that spinning move. Maybe just a place to settle for a moment, to think about all that's happened. Eyes are glancing toward the plants on the ground as he moves, idly wondering what else there is that he could do with them?]
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But they haven't.] ...? [That's puzzling. He stands back up, ears swerving about to try and hear any movement. There's only the sound of chocobos distantly chirping in the water.
...
Did he leave? He looks to the soapy foam in the ground....guess, that was it? Lesson complete? His ears fall slightly. There was no other reason for them to stay, he suppose. Better things to do. Honestly, this is an improvement after all the previous times they were in each other's presence. They seem to have reach a neutral stance between them, making their departure a bit...sad this time to the younger one.
He stares at the soap for a moment longer, putting it to memory what was shown today. He gathers the glove, putting it back on while taking another look around. Seeing no one, he'll start to move into the forest himself. There's no point in staying anymore. He doesn't feel like going back to learning how to do that spinning move. Maybe just a place to settle for a moment, to think about all that's happened. Eyes are glancing toward the plants on the ground as he moves, idly wondering what else there is that he could do with them?]