[ See, embracing the idea of pathetic wet cat was being totally real. You can say it was a plot worthy of a true meowstermind.

But, hey, listen, if Wolfwood truly wants to try a murder attempt on Void Archives one day, he is fully within his rights! It'd be a true culmination of their terrible bond; or it will make Tails pretty aggrieved. That too. Even if it would amuse Void Archives...

Though, Wolfwood shaking his head gives them an idea to do the same. Their hair is far longer than Wolfwood's and probably also sprinkling water in the nearby vicinity. Though, after that, they try to wring the water out of their hair. ]

The intensity of your anger burns with the strength of a thousand suns. Should I be honored? Though, are you not a priest? "Thou shalt not kill"...I wonder if you are familiar with that. Then again, when the Crusades and whatnot occurred that Commandment tended to be ignored...

[ They mumble the rest more as an aside, moving to take off their cape-thing, and wring out the water from that. They don't really care about getting sick; not necessary with their kind of body, but being waterlogged is inconvenient. So, they next take off the jacket and begin to wring that out too. But, they have two layers (or three) under that too...this is going to take awhile. ]

I think I shall still count on you flailing around like you did today. You can surprise me and try to prove me wrong if the time comes~