[With little grunting noises, Rubin waves the comb around. Maybe Zelda should be awake? She's a princess, right. He points to the tangles in her hair, then gives her a sniff for good measure, then pantomimes choking on air.
Rin makes a tisking sound, reaching over to take the comb out of his hands.]
She smells fine, Rubin.
[Clearly his trainer is not getting his meaning here. One hand on his neck, Rubin lets the other fly to his forehead like a dainty maiden having a fainting spell and twirls around. So... So dizzy! Everything's spinning!]
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Rin makes a tisking sound, reaching over to take the comb out of his hands.]
She smells fine, Rubin.
[Clearly his trainer is not getting his meaning here. One hand on his neck, Rubin lets the other fly to his forehead like a dainty maiden having a fainting spell and twirls around. So... So dizzy! Everything's spinning!]