[Ryan stares, stunned. He's been smacked in the face, gotten splashed a little and...there is a hot, wet, shirtless, half-dragon man in front of him. It was sobering for a second and then abruptly not sobering at all.]
Woah. Can I...?
[His impulse control is a little muffled at the moment, so instead of finishing the thought, Ryan reaches out and gently puts his hand on the tail. If he's permitted to continue, he will pet with the scales, as if he's just petting a very strange cat.]
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Woah. Can I...?
[His impulse control is a little muffled at the moment, so instead of finishing the thought, Ryan reaches out and gently puts his hand on the tail. If he's permitted to continue, he will pet with the scales, as if he's just petting a very strange cat.]