[Lyn walks over to the ablution trap, and...finds himself almost reluctant to set the wriggler down. Part of it is, he suspects, extended paranoia; the idea that anything this small and helpless can survive without hyper-vigilant care and protection seems ludicrous, and the particularly neurotic parts of his pan are half-convinced something will happen to the wriggler as soon as it leaves his arms. The rest of it is...probably affection, although it seems insane that he could've formed an attachment to this little thing so fast.
But it's so goddamn small.
Hesitantly, he lowers it into the water, looking somewhat uncertainly at Komesh for confirmation that he's doing the right thing. He's well outside the realm of appearing tough/cool right now, and normally that would bother him, but those concerns are currently being overridden by more pressing ones. Maintaining his reputation, while something he's always put a lot of emphasis on, does tend to take a backseat when the actual welfare of someone else is involved. It's why he always gets flustered and stops being a jerk (briefly) whenever he genuinely upsets trolls like Nikkal.]
you saw nothing
But it's so goddamn small.
Hesitantly, he lowers it into the water, looking somewhat uncertainly at Komesh for confirmation that he's doing the right thing. He's well outside the realm of appearing tough/cool right now, and normally that would bother him, but those concerns are currently being overridden by more pressing ones. Maintaining his reputation, while something he's always put a lot of emphasis on, does tend to take a backseat when the actual welfare of someone else is involved. It's why he always gets flustered and stops being a jerk (briefly) whenever he genuinely upsets trolls like Nikkal.]