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Crow lets out a snort of amusement, standing so he can start clearing the table of beer bottles. "So I'm your baby sitter now?"

Looks like Crow's bought it.

"I only got one bed though." Not that he ever... uses it. The words, You sleep in a bathtub, Crow! still ring in his head. But Dante doesn't need to know that. "As long as you don't kick, we can share."

Nevermind that he has a perfectly serviceable couch. He just...

"Hey now, I'm not that bad," Yes he is don't let him lie to you, Crow. Still she puts up with it like a champ. You signed up for this buddy.

An ear does that questioning pivot thing while Dante glances at the couch, apparently having the same thought. He likes sleeping on the couch, really, but at the same time he's grown accustomed to a bed since coming to Ryslig.

Not to mention how empty and lonely he's felt since the blob collective thing fell apart... "Well so long as fur isn't a deal breaker for you I'm sure we can manage. I only kick if I don't know you're there." It's a fair warning, no one wants a surprise hoof.

Into the bin those bottles go! They make a terrible racket, clanking all the way, for all of one second.

The corner of Crow's mouth curls up. "I invited you home, didn't I?"

Even with the knowledge of how much Dante sheds, too. Though he definitely does not want any kicking.

"If you wanna use the shower, it's over there." He points out the bathroom. There may be a pair of crow plush toys in the bathtub, the only evidence of Crow's tendency to sleep there. There's also a towel, but Crow mostly uses that for his face, not for showering; not much point ever since he stopped showering. "I've got spare toothbrushes under the sink if you don't wanna be gross."

At all the noise Dante winces, ears pinning back against his head and teeth gritted against the sound. Once the cacophony dies he shakes his head vigorously, rubbing at an ear to clear it.

"Hnph," Okay, that's a good point. "I suppose you did."

He does shed a lot. Though he's gotten better about trying to keep it brushed out to the best of his ability. Can't reach all of it, though.

After a good stretch he makes his way toward the bathroom. "Alright, alright, I get it. You're callin' me gross. Awful demanding for a whale, you know that?" He is totally going to bring those back with him because Crow sleeping with plushies, really? That's almost cute. Hopefully Crow's got some spare shampoo because all that fur needs it.

There is indeed spare shampoo, which Crow had bought when Gon was still living with him. Now it goes mostly unused... until now, that is.

"Least you could do is get yourself cleaned up!" he calls out over his shoulder after Dante's left the room, not really expecting the minotaur to hear it.

But while Dante's hogging the shower, there's not much for Crow to do besides make his way to the bedroom and at least make it seem like it's been lived in. Staring at the unused bed, Crow frowns. The time where he used to enjoy sleeping in a bed seems almost an age ago.

Shaking his head, Crow shucks off his jacket, shirt and pants so he can get changed. What? He owns pyjamas! ...Which is basically an oversized backless shirt because custom pyjama pants seems like far too much effort. And he's gonna get under the blankets and roll to become a whale burrito.

Good, he's going to use quite a bit of it. It's a lot of fur to wash after all.

Unfortunately for you, Crow, Minotaurs hear everything. "Speak for yourself, Whaleface! You smell like a fish market." Keep it up, Crow, he'll shove you in the shower too. Swimming around in a filthy lake does not count as getting clean.

To be nice, Dante makes the shower quick as he can with all that fur to scrub. Guy has a bad habit of eating up all the hot water at his own house, for some reason Lady hasn't murdered him over it yet. Maybe she's just glad he's using conditioner now.

It's not terribly long before hoofsteps announce he's located Crow's room and subsequently the burrito of a mer, still scrubbing the water off his head with the towel he found.

"Pfeh, couldn't even wait for me." Well for that, he's going to make a grand show of flopping down on the bed and attempting to steal at least some of those blankets.

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