bite me, please

"I think so?" the Dane answered, serious for only a few moments before pulling a grin. "But that probably means that I don’t know at the same," he laughed, watching the other out of curiosity. 

"Right. Nevermind then," he said, putting his soiled hooks in an empty box. "It's a risky business. I'm not letting you hook me up if you don't know how to do it."

"Good good! I was just checking. I think it’s always nice to ask that of someone," Mathias shrugged, moving to sit down on a chair and prop his feet up. How strange everyone seemed to treat him here. He didn’t understand. It was as if no one was used to nice formalities anymore. 

Lukas just sat on the floor by Mathias's feet. "Hey. Do you like.. know how to put hooks in?" he asked, grabbing clean hooks.

"Maybe! It comes with it’s drawbacks though," Mathias chuckled, moving to pop the joints in his shoulder before leaning against a wall. "How are you feeling?"

Lukas blinked. How was he feeling? "I feel fine," he said plainly, staring at Mathias like he was a crazy person. Who here was civil anymore?

Pouting, he began crying. “I won’t die…I don’t want to…” he cried, curling his tail around himself. “Don’t say that I am…”

Lukas rolled his eyes and lowered himself off of the ropes. “Goddamit. Shut up. I’m kidding.”

Yao blinked and huffed. “I h-hate you…What if you’re right?” he asked, muttering as he wipes at his eyes with his sleeves.

Lukas laughed. And laughed. There was no joy like fucking with Yao's head. It was just so funny.

Padding over to him, Lukas poked at him. “You sure you’ve got bones?” he joked.

"Of course!" Mathias replied, pulling down the collar of his shirt a bit and running his fingers over his collarbone. "See? I’m not an invertebrate."

Oh god those were some nice collarbones. "Yeah, I see that," he muttered. "Wish I were that flexible sometimes, yeah?"

Pouting, he began crying. “I won’t die…I don’t want to…” he cried, curling his tail around himself. “Don’t say that I am…”

Lukas rolled his eyes and lowered himself off of the ropes. "Goddamit. Shut up. I'm kidding."

"Thanks!" Mathias yelled from across the tent, hanging from a support bar before wrapping himself around the pole and sliding down the mind boggling height to the ground, hitting the floor with barely a noise.

Padding over to him, Lukas poked at him. "You sure you've got bones?" he joked.

"Yeah," Mathias nodded, turning his form inside out before grabbing at the rope dangling besides him. Hurriedly undoing the knot that was his body, he climbed up the rope, grabbing at another once close enough to the ceiling and swinging, gaining momentum from both ropes to propel himself to the main pole, flipping easily to the support beams and grinning at the top of the tent.

That had Lukas awed a bit. Smirking to hide a full smile, he just said, "Impressive, Mathias."

He scrunched up his nose cutely, as he rubbed at his eyes. “Lukas..I’m scared..” he sniffled, wanting to cry. “I-I wanna live longer..”

"Oh," he said, clicking his tongue. "Tsk. Tsk. Too fucking bad then. We should hold a funeral for you this weekend."

"Okay!" Mathias chirped before moving to lay stomach first on the floor, curling his legs and stomach over his head before forming an almost perfect circle, with almost complete ease. 

With a nod, Lukas just watched before saying plainly, almost bored and unamused, "Anything else?"

Yao dropped down, scared. “B-But, I don’t want to die…” he mewled, tearing up. “I mean, there are humans that have lived to one hundred, right? Why couldn’t that work for me in a way?”

"Because cats don't live as long, yeah? And you're a cat," he said, booping his nose.

"I’ve been talking to this guy called Andrei! Contortion or something is what we’re thinking," he shrugged. 

Lukas nodded. "Yeah. I-I've seen him around. Let me see what you've got then."

Squeaking, his eyes widened. “I don’t want to die!” he mewled, obviously afraid. “Though…I don’t know if I will..my body is fucking weird…”

"Cats only live for a short amoun of time. You're bound to die soon," he said with a snicker.