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I mean, maybe...since there's lots of weirdos around. [present company EXCLUDED: he picked that scale out of CURIOSITY, not MONEY.]

But if I see anything promising, I can message you. [shrug!]

Still a worrying possibility. [Curiosity or profit--he'd rather not have more people picking at his scales, thanks.]

That'd be appreciated. [. . .] Your ability to generate heat...You can just do that on a whim, correct? [Asking for a friend. It's him. He's the friend.]

Eh? Um, [he scratches at the back of his head, looking askance in thought.] sort of. I mean, sometimes heat or sparks kick up if I'm really mad or worked up, but I can also concentrate and make it happen. Like the kotatsu, remember?

Just looking to clarify. [Please ignore the fact that he's unraveling again. Or slinking across the room. It's not as though he's slithered into a loose, but ever-tightening circle around you or anything.

What? No temperature regulation remember? There's a draft.] So you could, as an example, make it a few degrees warmer in here?

Umh... [oblivious, thinking about it with folded arms.] Entirely? Probably. It might take a while without conjuring actual fire, though... [or spontaneously combusting, as one does.]

[Soft, quiet swshh, swsshh as he coils. That's definitely a small circle now, and Kazuma's not exactly hiding the fact he's within what one might call their 'personal bubble'.] Care to give it a go, then? At the very least the immediate space would do.

Mmm, I guess I could trRIGH--!! [he starts to pace, but there is a shitload of snake in every way, so instead he pitches forward about to eat shit.

Magnet let this happen. silent criminal.]

[Magnet, the silent co-conspirator, is probably having the time of his life watching this chaos.

At least Kazuma has the foresight to not let Manabu pitch all the way forward--can't have a personal heater eat shit. Nope, just gonna shift a little and--caught.]

Careful. [Said as if this is not his fault entirely.]

[he's braced only a beat, waiting for said shit-eating, but when it doesn't happen--]

Eh-?? [blinkblink. hey, hey WAIT--]

Hey! Le-leggo! What the heck's the big idea, huh?!

[well, Kazuma did want warm, and fussiness DOES facilitate warm, so Manabu is several degrees hotter and a bit staticky to boot while he fidgets.]

If you would have rather fallen, I could still drop you. [He's at least more amused than annoyed. Might have something to do with that heat though--sweet blessed warmth, sparks be damned.

Just give him a few seconds to bask in that and then--oop, there you are Manabu, settled right back on your own two feet again.]

Is that better?

That-- that would've been your fault, too!

[jeez!! now he's all fussed and confused. what the heck!!

while uneasily dusting himself off:] Don't just--encroach like that! It's weird! Don't forget it's totally weird!

Outside of startling you, I personally don't see the problem.

[Besides, he kind of enjoys the whole "getting a rise out of ~~Manabu~~ people" thing. Probably best not to think too hard on the why.]

Magnet didn't seem bothered by it either. [Yes, use the dog as a defense. Perfect. Ace attorney work right there.] Besides, the room is a fair deal warmer now, thank you.

[indignant:] Who cares what the dog thinks?! And I could've done that without you getting weird about it, you know...!

[Very clearly holding back a laugh:] I fail to see how I am the one that is being weird about any of this.

[HMPH!!!] Maybe because you've been stuck as a weirdo for too long...

[he stomps off toward the door to get his shoes.]

I'm going back to work, but I guess I'll keep my ears open about the transformation stuff.

It's only been since the start of the month. [Defensive posture? Check. Equally defensive tone? Check, double-check.]

Ah--[Leaving so soon?] Thank you...

[Awkward.]

[grumpily:] Don't thank me for anything until I've done something. [he doesn't count being ganked like a squeak-toy into farting out a cozier room temperature.

Magnet pads around, then back over to sit next to Kazuma, which gets a squint from his person.]

What-- you gonna stick around here? [tail swish.]

I just--[HRM. :| ] Thank you for at least keeping an ear out.

[And for the warmth, however unintentionally it was given. He'll keep that thanks to himself.

Magnet's presence at his side though: What--Can he just...do that? Isn't there some distance limiter or something? [He still doesn't know how this whole thing works. ]

[while lacing up his boots:] He spent a night over with Fern a while ago to test it - so it's at least a district's worth of distance, from what we noted...

I see...That's useful information. [And the good boy gets pets, because what else would he give Magnet?] Makes you wonder what more there is to them...

You're all right with him hanging around here?

Hm? [he straightens up, blinking from snake to dog and back again.] Aa, yeah. Why not? You're not going to eat him or anything, are you? [bein a WEIRDO and all]

[Offended:] What--No! Why in the world...

[A heavy sigh as he pinches the bridge of his nose.] I am not going to eat your dog.

Eheheh... [see, it's fun to be the razzer, not the razz-ee.]

Just kidding. It's fine. You can kick him out if he gets too annoying. If he doesn't leave on his own first, that is.

All good?

[He is not pouting. You see nothing.]

Ha ha. Very funny. He'll be fine here, shouldn't be too much trouble. [Maybe he should consider something like a dog door if these visits become more frequent.]

All good.

[Manabu can't help but smirk a little, nodding and giving a salute of farewell as he's on his way. of the two dogs who frequent, this one can at least operate door knobs...

the other, the four-legged one, remains, looking up happily at Kazuma, ready to make a play for all the attention. all of it.]

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its snmall (snake small)

I freaking snorted in laughter.

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Snake laughter is just snickers

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