[Ain flips himself rightside-up and continues to stare at Add. "One", huh... he looks at his hands, the webbing between them making it more difficult — but not impossible — to perfectly flex each digit independently like humans can. He wiggles them once, then looks back at Add, who's telling him "no" right now. Ain doesn't know the human word for "yes", and crosses his arms briefly, looking indignant while he floats there.
He sticks his tongue out at Add and goes "bleh!" and then holds up two fingers as best he can due to the webbing. It's flexible, but his ring and pinky finger sort of hover at an awkward bend due to being attached as they are.]
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Date: 2025-06-27 11:50 pm (UTC)He sticks his tongue out at Add and goes "bleh!" and then holds up two fingers as best he can due to the webbing. It's flexible, but his ring and pinky finger sort of hover at an awkward bend due to being attached as they are.]