[That is a very clear go wash up look, so, sheepishly, he does. He pushes back his sleeves, the turns the water on to slightly more than a trickle.
A minute or two of scrubbing and the ink is washed away. Xanth's arm is good as new and, as far as he can tell, no worse for wear because of the ink. But he wonders if it's truly as benign a warning mechanism as a spit of water to the face.
Xanth shakes his arm off, then goes to the closet and grabs a towel to dry off. He's kept those hung up, at least - if only because he hasn't been using them. When finished, he hangs it up again and then looks to Kairi, a crooked smile on his face.]
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A minute or two of scrubbing and the ink is washed away. Xanth's arm is good as new and, as far as he can tell, no worse for wear because of the ink. But he wonders if it's truly as benign a warning mechanism as a spit of water to the face.
Xanth shakes his arm off, then goes to the closet and grabs a towel to dry off. He's kept those hung up, at least - if only because he hasn't been using them. When finished, he hangs it up again and then looks to Kairi, a crooked smile on his face.]
B--Better?