by Ryan Foley » Mon Aug 28, 2023 8:40 pm
Ryan continue to squeeze Robin's form as she steered the boat with one hand, letting the pink protoplasm ooze through her fingers some.
"Well, uh, I don't know if you can hear me, so I'm just gonna keep talking," she said.
"You're not like, uh, dripping. So I guess you, like, absorbed all the water? That probably didn't taste very good. I'll, uh, make you something when we get back to the bar. And you can drink it when you can, like, form a mouth again. Or, uh, I could, like, dip you in it? Absorb that, too?" she said, questioningly. "If you could absorb the sea water, and you were affected by the taste, then the same thing would work with, like, some fruit juice and vodka, yeah?"
Curious, Ryan lifted Robin to her nose. "You do still smell like sea water, but that's probably just 'cause you were in the sea, right? I mean, I'm probably the same way," she said, laughing a bit awkwardly. "So, like, you're fine, there. Assuming you're still with me. And I'm not just talking to, like, goo. Like, maybe you're still alive, but you can't think because you don't have, like, brains right now? And you'll regrow slowly or something? Man, I really should have asked, like, any of this, but I didn't realize you'd be so out of it!"
Ryan continued kneading Robin as she turned back to the wheel. "I mean, I'm kinda responsible for this, so if I need to, I'll find some place for ya while you...regenerate? Regrow? Reform? Whatever the heck it is you X-Men things do. Probably can Google something when we get back, too; you can't be the first weird shifter like this whose been stuck. Maybe I just need to, like, mold ya into a human shape, and you'll get that back? You're a little goopy for that now, Pink, sorry, and I think finding some desiccant or something for ya would just make things worse. Right now, between you and me, I'm just hoping that time heals all wouwoups!"
The "woops" was because Ryan's cell phone, sitting on a shelf below the wheel, had started buzzing -- they must be getting closer to land. "One sec, Pink," Ryan said, trying to figure out how to hold Robin and steer and answer the phone. The solution she came to was to pin Robin in her armpit, pressed between her arm and side, and leaving her hand free to pick up the phone.
"Foley. Yeah, yeah, it's all good. Well, not quite like clockwork, but next best thing, aye? Yeah. Yeah. Same time? Yeah. No, they didnt....oh. Yeah. Yeah. Nah, I'm not gonna eat alone, you crazy? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, she...yeah. Uh, yeah. I mean, if you know any, like, mutant doct...oh? OK. Yeah. No, no, it'll...yeah, that'll work. Thanks."