[He does give some scratches towards Laios's chest (and dear lord does its pliability make his mouth water, oops,) but moves on quickly enough to the clearly indicated areas, a bit of an embarrassed flush crossing his cheeks for a moment or two. He's a bit more careful around Laios's neck, not wanting to cause harm by pressing too hard like with the rest of him.]

Ah. There's a difference between us and the natives. They don't seem to respond to things quite like most of us here. At most, I see them doing things like manning games and the like during the busier times each month.

But, we are. If we are to believe that our worlds really have ended, and that we've died. If nothing else, we're all just trying to understand the truth and, at least most of us, probably want to at least have some way to return home eventually.

[He regards Laios thoughtfully, and then, thinking on "storm", his gaze brightens - both emotionally speaking as well as the light that emits from it.]

If you ever need a soak, there are also onsens - or hot springs - that you can relax in. There's one marked with a dragon, though. Don't go in there unless you'd be fine with coming out of it as a dragon for a few hours.

I jump in there a few times a week, but I mean... I like that kind of thing.