Oh, ah - ( iseul sort of... awkwardly leans back to help support namu before gently prying one arm away from his neck to work the shirt around him letting it bunch up before he stretches it out and swings the fabric to drape over namu's shoulders. )
We're nearly there!
( it's a shame he can't enjoy namu's new form more here. but perhaps when they're inside and safe! it takes a few tries for iseul to disentangle their bodies while the shirt keeps dropping down the naked mer's back. but eventually, he is able to repeat the motion, gently sliding the big sleeve over the opposite arm. )
Here, let me turn you around to button it for you.
[ they never have any reason to cover themselves up underwater, after all; the most namu ever wears is jewelry, after all, so all of this... stuff getting put onto his body is a strange new sensation. all of this is nothing but strange new sensations so it's just the standard for him right now.
namu lets his body be manipulated in whatever direction iseul seems fit to put him in, smiling the entire time as he's dressed. by the time both of the sleeves are on he's flopping the one that's been on him longer with a little giggle. the sleeve falls past his fingertips and it's making him laugh. ]
It's like a little tentacle arm.
[ but ok. ok, let him hold still a moment loner so iseul can... button? him. ]
his lips twist into a fond smile as he tries to concentrate on buttoning him up. he's so... small. and adorable. and he looks quite fetching in his shirt. but he really has to focus here! no public indecency today! )
Well, there is certainly more where that came from, ( iseul promises, patting his arm. ) Take my hands now? I can - ah. I can attempt to show you how to walk. ( he pats his back reassuringly, slowly lifting one hand up for namu to take. )
[ the shirt is thankfully just long enough on namu's smaller frame that it hangs down over any bits that might be considered inappropriate for people to look at. now granted, he's not really going to be able to lift his arms, and he'll have to be careful with some steps when they're climbing up the rocks but, for the most part, he's covered.
namu smiles down at himself, his cheeks heating up for reasons he's unsure of. the shirt feels weird, rubs against him in ways he's never experienced before. it's odd, but he doesn't hate it.
he nods and takes hold of the offered hands before taking in a slow breath and exhaling slowly. ]
Just take it slow. I think I'll be able to get it quick enough!
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Oh, ah - ( iseul sort of... awkwardly leans back to help support namu before gently prying one arm away from his neck to work the shirt around him letting it bunch up before he stretches it out and swings the fabric to drape over namu's shoulders. )
We're nearly there!
( it's a shame he can't enjoy namu's new form more here. but perhaps when they're inside and safe! it takes a few tries for iseul to disentangle their bodies while the shirt keeps dropping down the naked mer's back. but eventually, he is able to repeat the motion, gently sliding the big sleeve over the opposite arm. )
Here, let me turn you around to button it for you.
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[ they never have any reason to cover themselves up underwater, after all; the most namu ever wears is jewelry, after all, so all of this... stuff getting put onto his body is a strange new sensation. all of this is nothing but strange new sensations so it's just the standard for him right now.
namu lets his body be manipulated in whatever direction iseul seems fit to put him in, smiling the entire time as he's dressed. by the time both of the sleeves are on he's flopping the one that's been on him longer with a little giggle. the sleeve falls past his fingertips and it's making him laugh. ]
It's like a little tentacle arm.
[ but ok. ok, let him hold still a moment loner so iseul can... button? him. ]
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his lips twist into a fond smile as he tries to concentrate on buttoning him up. he's so... small. and adorable. and he looks quite fetching in his shirt. but he really has to focus here! no public indecency today! )
Well, there is certainly more where that came from, ( iseul promises, patting his arm. ) Take my hands now? I can - ah. I can attempt to show you how to walk. ( he pats his back reassuringly, slowly lifting one hand up for namu to take. )
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namu smiles down at himself, his cheeks heating up for reasons he's unsure of. the shirt feels weird, rubs against him in ways he's never experienced before. it's odd, but he doesn't hate it.
he nods and takes hold of the offered hands before taking in a slow breath and exhaling slowly. ]
Just take it slow. I think I'll be able to get it quick enough!