Guts isn't sure how to react to the little show of affection, so he blinks idly there while Alia does... whatever the hell it is she's doing with Wash. They're at abacus-level computing back where he comes from and he is wholly out of his element here.
"I'll check the tub. Can't really relax much without my sword, anyway."
He saunters off, thankful for the excuse to stop standing around and feeling useless. Instead, he examines the cover of the tub and makes an attempt to work it off to see what's inside.
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Guts isn't sure how to react to the little show of affection, so he blinks idly there while Alia does... whatever the hell it is she's doing with Wash. They're at abacus-level computing back where he comes from and he is wholly out of his element here.
"I'll check the tub. Can't really relax much without my sword, anyway."
He saunters off, thankful for the excuse to stop standing around and feeling useless. Instead, he examines the cover of the tub and makes an attempt to work it off to see what's inside.