(he's looking at that hand puzzled -- last time he touched it, information was taken from him, and alas, is this revenge... since this man is petty, like some other men he knows, specifically the one who comes out when he looks into the mirror. the tip of his tail touches it, tentatively, and once he receives no information, he takes it to stand up with no issues, patting off the dust of his floral kimono.)
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-- Fuck! I don't have any money.