Re: Hotsprings
"I'm glad you enjoyed i- wait a moment," Art suddenly says midsentence, he now notices something isn't quite right when Trixie hugged him with her Scythe-limbs. Art lifts himself up, now in a kneeling position, he shakes his head to try and focus more clearly but it didn't do much good. Art took a good long look at Trixie, and from what he could make out it wasn't what he expected.
"Wha-?" Art could only manage to say as his expression screwed up into a mix of confusion, shock and curiousness. He knelt there for a few minutes, not saying anything, just staring at Trixie all the while thoughts ran through his head.
"Oh god, this isn't going to turn out like that chapter in Franken Fran, is it? I'm too handsome to be eaten...How...how did this happen to her? She wasn't like this before, was she? Is it natural, or was she created like this? Father said something about weapons being developed for military use, but he wasn't clear on the specifics...No, this must be just a coincidence...And this isn't as bad as what happened before...Thats right, you've seen worse, Art.."
Art suddenly snaps back into the real world and suddenly takes Trixie into his arms. "Oh you poor girl, how the hell did you get like this?" Art asks to her, trying to sound as sincere as possible.