He's always been a bit of a wiggle worm, even under the sea. Especially under the sea. But even after training for a month in that stuffy underwater facility, nothing could have properly prepared him for just how heavy he felt the moment he set foot on land. If it hadn't been for Jade and Azul's pestering (and his new discovery of colorful shoes), he probably would have sunk right back into the waves. Anyway... he's gotten used to it by now. How bright and warm it is, how many different kinds of creatures there are, all the surfaces to jump off of and dance on and--
Distracted, Floyd rubs at his own cheek again, though this time it isn't because of any glitter. It really is warmer than it should be, isn't it? Ugh. How troublesome.
"Nn, I hate practicing." Or at least he doesn't like to think of "doing" as "practice." It sounds so rigid, so mundane. It's like he always says: If you just do it, then you can do it. If he wants to do something, then he'll just... do it. He doesn't have to be the best at it right away. It's how fun the process of getting there is that matters most. Floyd's thought processes are always more jumbled and unique compared to most people's, but Jade usually understands, so he doesn't feel the need to explain himself further than that.
As they continue to head down the street together, Floyd notices his brother pause and slumps against him even more. "Ehh? You were gonna say something, weren't you?" He tugs a bit on Jade's arm. "Tell me, tell me~ It's not nice to keep secrets from your brother~"
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Distracted, Floyd rubs at his own cheek again, though this time it isn't because of any glitter. It really is warmer than it should be, isn't it? Ugh. How troublesome.
"Nn, I hate practicing." Or at least he doesn't like to think of "doing" as "practice." It sounds so rigid, so mundane. It's like he always says: If you just do it, then you can do it. If he wants to do something, then he'll just... do it. He doesn't have to be the best at it right away. It's how fun the process of getting there is that matters most. Floyd's thought processes are always more jumbled and unique compared to most people's, but Jade usually understands, so he doesn't feel the need to explain himself further than that.
As they continue to head down the street together, Floyd notices his brother pause and slumps against him even more. "Ehh? You were gonna say something, weren't you?" He tugs a bit on Jade's arm. "Tell me, tell me~ It's not nice to keep secrets from your brother~"