[ Ninat continues to lavish her attentions on Gin's hair, clearly thinking that he has all the hygiene skills of a 'pup-kitten'. Her tongue is rough and sandpaper-y, like a cat's, only vaguely slimy, and tough like a shark's basihyal. All in all, it probably isn't the most pleasant sensation, and Gin's hair will probably smell like fish.
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Kida's voice comes over the jewel, concerned: ]
Gin, is everything all right?
[ ARE YOU KIDS GETTING ALONG? ]