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Though he didn't want the other freaking out at all, it was probably best for him to get it out of his system before he went in the bath to relax him, physically and emotionally. That didn't mean it was easy to watch Neotoma frantically babble, especially when he slipped into a language Themus had no knowledge of and therefore couldn't assist in quashing his fears or anxieties. Instead, he hesitated awkwardly by the bathroom door as the other dealt with his thoughts, his own awkwardness exacerbated immediately when the halfling began to get undressed.
He knew that he would probably be present when Neotoma took his bath, just to make sure he didn't accidentally turn on the taps to the lava and burn himself in the process, but he decided that he could manage to cope with that if he averted his gaze and gave Neotoma the privacy he needed until he was under the water and his modesty maintained. He didn't exactly think Neotoma would remove the tank top brazenly without requiring Themus to glance away, which only made the demon grow awkward as he had to force himself to glance down at the floor. He didn't really want to look away, but staring felt rude and he didn't want to ruin the blossoming friendship they seemed to be developing, however irked he was that it seemed destined to remain a friendship.
"I-- I'll go and get the soup started while you undress, it'd be rude for me to stay when you need the privacy, Neotoma. I'll be back, though. I suppose I'd better keep you company in here, in case-- I don't know. It's a big bath and... accidents can happen."
He knew that he would probably be present when Neotoma took his bath, just to make sure he didn't accidentally turn on the taps to the lava and burn himself in the process, but he decided that he could manage to cope with that if he averted his gaze and gave Neotoma the privacy he needed until he was under the water and his modesty maintained. He didn't exactly think Neotoma would remove the tank top brazenly without requiring Themus to glance away, which only made the demon grow awkward as he had to force himself to glance down at the floor. He didn't really want to look away, but staring felt rude and he didn't want to ruin the blossoming friendship they seemed to be developing, however irked he was that it seemed destined to remain a friendship.
"I-- I'll go and get the soup started while you undress, it'd be rude for me to stay when you need the privacy, Neotoma. I'll be back, though. I suppose I'd better keep you company in here, in case-- I don't know. It's a big bath and... accidents can happen."