❝ If it helps, I think you're the hot one. Like, generally speaking. He looks like he cleans himself in puddles, smells like it too. That's not exactly hot. I mean, puddles are better than nothing-- ❞ Siiiigh . . .
❝ Look, you get what I mean. ❞
The Hot One stares at Bernard for a few moments before accepting their win with a solemn nod. They mercifully do not point out that a flooded ditch is a vast improvement to the blood pools their brother much prefers.
"I feel as though a bath is setting the bar pitifully low," they confess. "But I'll take what I can get if my dazzling personality isn't enough."
It's a few long moments of silence before Iago adds thoughtfully, "He hasn't got the tits. I lay claim to that, too, if I may make my case."
