Oh it's a shirt, is it? [Hope you weren't expecting a helpful answer. There's a lot of rustling going on, heavy fabric being tossed here and there, at one point an oven mitt sails past the screen...
And then he's back. Looking entirely the same, in all honesty, bare from antler tip to hoof.] Maybe the Emperor's new shirt. [Hint hint. He spreads his arms, the motion inviting all the staring he could possibly muster from the other man.]
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And then he's back. Looking entirely the same, in all honesty, bare from antler tip to hoof.] Maybe the Emperor's new shirt. [Hint hint. He spreads his arms, the motion inviting all the staring he could possibly muster from the other man.]
Anything?