[For whatever reason, this doesn't bother him in the slightest. If he's worried about Thrall's claws he doesn't show it and he's actually oddly relaxed safe for the occasional shiver as his body temperature works to get back up to a normal setting. He doesn't say anything through the whole process, eyes moving to watch Thrall's fingers move and smear the paint on his face.
He's fairly certain he's going to look bizarre after this, but hey. That's okay. He wants to say something, but he doesn't think it's wise now.]
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He's fairly certain he's going to look bizarre after this, but hey. That's okay. He wants to say something, but he doesn't think it's wise now.]