[ Matt perks right up when he hears the word "towel." He bats down the bundle more than he catches it, but as far as he's concerned, same difference. He starts rifling through, setting the towel and water aside and examining the rest of the contents. (Underwear!) ]
This is awesome, [ Matt says, glancing back to Tezcatlipoca with a grin. It feels like when you leave a cache for people hiking a dangerous trail. Is that a real thing? He's not outdoorsy. ] Well, ah ... just a minute, then.
Turn around if you don't want to see anything.
[ He'd normally be a little more discreet, but Tezcatlipoca 1) is an immortal deity and 2) has seen him naked in the very recent past. Matt sheds the jacket, folding it neatly, and takes up the water and towel to make his best attempt at sponging himself off. Though he doesn't mind being regarded, he also doesn't look up to see whether Tezcatlipoca is actually watching him.
He spends a little while fumbling with the clothes, which seem designed to tie and cinch in a number of places to accommodate various body shapes. Very cool and thoughtful, but slightly bewildering when it comes to the ideal loops and wraparounds. Matt ends up feeling like he's got it right. Everything seems to hang in the right way. There is a keyhole in the chest, though? The edge of the Anahata is peeking out, now crystalline green instead of inked. ]
Okay. [ He pockets the snacks, keeping one stick of jerky in hand to munch on now. And he hands Tezcatlipoca his jacket back. ] I might be presentable.
[ He's largely free of visible dirt and sap, at least! His hair and skin are a bit damp, but he's sure it'll resolve with a bit of walking. ]
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This is awesome, [ Matt says, glancing back to Tezcatlipoca with a grin. It feels like when you leave a cache for people hiking a dangerous trail. Is that a real thing? He's not outdoorsy. ] Well, ah ... just a minute, then.
Turn around if you don't want to see anything.
[ He'd normally be a little more discreet, but Tezcatlipoca 1) is an immortal deity and 2) has seen him naked in the very recent past. Matt sheds the jacket, folding it neatly, and takes up the water and towel to make his best attempt at sponging himself off. Though he doesn't mind being regarded, he also doesn't look up to see whether Tezcatlipoca is actually watching him.
He spends a little while fumbling with the clothes, which seem designed to tie and cinch in a number of places to accommodate various body shapes. Very cool and thoughtful, but slightly bewildering when it comes to the ideal loops and wraparounds. Matt ends up feeling like he's got it right. Everything seems to hang in the right way. There is a keyhole in the chest, though? The edge of the Anahata is peeking out, now crystalline green instead of inked. ]
Okay. [ He pockets the snacks, keeping one stick of jerky in hand to munch on now. And he hands Tezcatlipoca his jacket back. ] I might be presentable.
[ He's largely free of visible dirt and sap, at least! His hair and skin are a bit damp, but he's sure it'll resolve with a bit of walking. ]