[Dualscar wants to protest. The Psiioniic is not all right, he's acting the exact same way that he, Dualscar, acted before, when they started getting intimate. Rather than go after his clothing again, Dualscar just curls his arms tighter, holding on to the other troll. He remembers... he remembers how badly he once wanted someone to hold on to, the way he cried for the familiarity of a warm, white whale body. He can remember that.]
Wwhy don't... wwhy don't wwe do it at the same time?
[He reaches up with one hand and undoes the clasp holding his cape on, letting it droop off one shoulder, before slipping that hand into the Psiioniic's hair.]
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Wwhy don't... wwhy don't wwe do it at the same time?
[He reaches up with one hand and undoes the clasp holding his cape on, letting it droop off one shoulder, before slipping that hand into the Psiioniic's hair.]