Rex spends a moment on the ground, propping up his chin with one hand and rapping on the floor impatiently with his fingers with the other, Indrik sitting on him with tongue hanging out. It looks exactly like a villain and his comic relief idiot sidekick. "And are we intending to get off anytime soon?"
Indrik jolts upwards and bounces off, clattering through some chairs as Rex gets up, brushing himself off.
"...Let's just see what will burn or not. Indrik! Over here!"
He smacks his fingers against his palm repeatedly, the signal for the beast to come over. Now, how to get him to... Okay, Rex goes on one knee and holds Indrik's mane to aim him. "What's first?"
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Rex spends a moment on the ground, propping up his chin with one hand and rapping on the floor impatiently with his fingers with the other, Indrik sitting on him with tongue hanging out. It looks exactly like a villain and his comic relief idiot sidekick. "And are we intending to get off anytime soon?"
Indrik jolts upwards and bounces off, clattering through some chairs as Rex gets up, brushing himself off.
"...Let's just see what will burn or not. Indrik! Over here!"
He smacks his fingers against his palm repeatedly, the signal for the beast to come over. Now, how to get him to... Okay, Rex goes on one knee and holds Indrik's mane to aim him. "What's first?"