Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20200114055616/@comment-33229352-20200130194108

He grinned. "Witch hazel, and some aloe. I know it's not the best flavor, but it's better than poison oak on your insides. And I'm not old!"

He probably would have protested more about being called old had Aria not aggressively consumed chocolate. He made a noise like a verbal keysmash and snatched the bag away from her (not that that would do anything considering it's empty) and started looking for an antidote for her.

((Hc that Aria does weird cat things like chewing on plastic, somehow getting into high places without knowing how to get down, and knocking stuff over and this causes Ishmael varying amounts of distress))