[ finds the poor cloth, dirtier than ever before. he turns to her, sluggishly making his way back into better speaking distance. maybe if he just... poured the remainder of his cola on it. no, nevermind that would make it dirty and sticky. no, thank you.

he can't help but ":|" a bit at the girlfriend accusation. ]


Not at all. But who knows, it could be useful as a makeshift tourniquet; no point in tossing away extraneous supplies. [ more useful than their... clothes... hey, his clothes are in way worse condition than this dumb thing. ]

You see any water, running all this way?