[ With all of his tentacles retracted for the moment, Kleken looks suspiciously normal... white skin and pointed ears and all of his other unique features aside. At least he finally turns away from Reign for once to straighten up his appearance now that the threat of other social interaction looms, hair and clothing (cloth) smoothed into something serviceable. There is a moment where he pauses in his ministrations to smile a bit, glancing over his shoulder at the other man. ]
Do feel free to call me whenever you need another.
[ It's lightly teasing, since he doubts the other would ever actually think to reach out to him again for such a thing. With how skittish the man had been throughout the whole fairly tame encounter, Kleken suspected he might well be suspicious of every encounter he had moving forward involving either massages or tentacles. But perhaps Reign will surprise him. Wouldn't that be entertaining? ]
Oh, let's. I'm interested in hearing what those answers might be.
[ All of a sudden and Kleken is being entirely modest?! The importance of societal appearance can change a person's demeanour. Regardless, Reign tries not to flush at the teasing Kleken throws his way. He has no idea what the "another" may truly entail, but is sure that it wouldn't be just massages with tentacles as a side option. ]
I'll keep that in mind.
[ Either way, he waits for Kleken before opening the door that leads out to a rather unassuming hallway. If this is a resort, they've certainly ended up in one of those cheap rooms. There are no staffs in sight, and unlike the rest of the same unassuming doors, one stands out at the end. ]
If we're at the lower floors, the only way is through that door and head up.
[ Public appearances are just that important. But in private... well, Reign now has an introductory experience into Kleken's private habits. And perhaps that unknown 'another' would provide further examples of just how different his demeanor was in private. ]
[ Once they step out of the room, a fedora and pair of small rimmed red glasses have somehow (illusions, that's how) appeared on Kleken's head and face, the glasses tiled down as he peers down the hallway as well. ]
[ If nothing else, Reign is certainly intrigued by now, despite their rocky start. Kleken not being a human also lends a hand in Reign being more friendly towards him.
He does raise a brow upon seeing the items that materialised out of thin air, and Reign begrudgingly admits to himself that Kleken looks good in it. What does Kleken usually dress like, he wonders.
But that's a thought for later as he nods and leads them towards the door, intending to find anyone in charge for much needed answers. ]
[ If it hadn't been a rocky start, it wouldn't have been a proper introduction to Kleken. ]
[ In contrast to his behavior inside the bedroom, Kleken obediently follows after Reign, even affording the man some semblance of personal space as they approach the door that hopefully gives way to freedom. He does, however, take the lead in extending a tentacle to wrap around the doorknob and opening the door for them both, but after that, well... ]
[ Reign is the one who most obviously wants answers, so he'll have to take the lead in getting them. Kleken will simply leach off all the overheard knowledge he can get in the process. ]
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Do feel free to call me whenever you need another.
[ It's lightly teasing, since he doubts the other would ever actually think to reach out to him again for such a thing. With how skittish the man had been throughout the whole fairly tame encounter, Kleken suspected he might well be suspicious of every encounter he had moving forward involving either massages or tentacles. But perhaps Reign will surprise him. Wouldn't that be entertaining? ]
Oh, let's. I'm interested in hearing what those answers might be.
(( OOC: Sounds good to me! ))
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I'll keep that in mind.
[ Either way, he waits for Kleken before opening the door that leads out to a rather unassuming hallway. If this is a resort, they've certainly ended up in one of those cheap rooms. There are no staffs in sight, and unlike the rest of the same unassuming doors, one stands out at the end. ]
If we're at the lower floors, the only way is through that door and head up.
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[ Once they step out of the room, a fedora and pair of small rimmed red glasses have somehow (illusions, that's how) appeared on Kleken's head and face, the glasses tiled down as he peers down the hallway as well. ]
Lead the way.
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He does raise a brow upon seeing the items that materialised out of thin air, and Reign begrudgingly admits to himself that Kleken looks good in it. What does Kleken usually dress like, he wonders.
But that's a thought for later as he nods and leads them towards the door, intending to find anyone in charge for much needed answers. ]
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[ In contrast to his behavior inside the bedroom, Kleken obediently follows after Reign, even affording the man some semblance of personal space as they approach the door that hopefully gives way to freedom. He does, however, take the lead in extending a tentacle to wrap around the doorknob and opening the door for them both, but after that, well... ]
[ Reign is the one who most obviously wants answers, so he'll have to take the lead in getting them. Kleken will simply leach off all the overheard knowledge he can get in the process. ]