[Ekko finally opens his eyes to squint at her, feeling distinctly left hanging until... Oh, now she's got jokes again.
Well, not one to back down from a challenge like this (except the blood oath, he would definitely back down from that right now), he wrestles himself up to a sitting position so he doesn't end up with his own saliva on his face trying to outdo gravity, and spits into the palm of his hand. This time he holds it out to her with both eyebrows raised and waiting like they're playing a game of chicken.
He should definitely find this gross or immature, but as a guy who spends as much free time as he possibly can rifling through toxic junkyards, he's not afraid of a little spit.] Well?
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Well, not one to back down from a challenge like this (except the blood oath, he would definitely back down from that right now), he wrestles himself up to a sitting position so he doesn't end up with his own saliva on his face trying to outdo gravity, and spits into the palm of his hand. This time he holds it out to her with both eyebrows raised and waiting like they're playing a game of chicken.
He should definitely find this gross or immature, but as a guy who spends as much free time as he possibly can rifling through toxic junkyards, he's not afraid of a little spit.] Well?