[To his primal brain, the thought of disrobing in the snow makes him actually want to die, but the Cordis in him...doesn't care. What is he living for if not to just say yolo every once and a while?
That...and it beats sitting here shivering and complaining about being cold.]
Y'sure my teeth won't be a problem?
[He teases, especially since his teeth are maybe even a bit sharper these days than normal.]
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[To his primal brain, the thought of disrobing in the snow makes him actually want to die, but the Cordis in him...doesn't care. What is he living for if not to just say yolo every once and a while?
That...and it beats sitting here shivering and complaining about being cold.]
Y'sure my teeth won't be a problem?
[He teases, especially since his teeth are maybe even a bit sharper these days than normal.]