[Honestly, it's not as if 9S wouldn't normally have at least a few reservations about moving closer to a naked girl in turn himself--but the water's got a pale quality to it here (something about the mineral composition in it?), making it harder to see through and easier to forget about the little things, like awkward nudity or what have you. Not to mention the soothing heat of it all, and the genuine interest of the conversation at hand...with everything combined, he ends up closing the distance without actually thinking too hard about it, eventually settling beside Mash with his back against the edge of the bath. This makes it easier to follow her line of sight from the rafters to the distantly audible strains of Shenanigans off in the distance...ah.....
(Really, 9S is starting to fall under the unfortunate impression that petty slapfights are just, always a thing in places like this...but yeah, it sure is a crowd here, isn't it?)]
Hah, I'd never even read anything about something like this before...never found any records about this sort of thing, anyway. I'd always heard about humans constructing whole facilities to spend free time at--like amusement parks, and things? But a resort dedicated to a bunch of giant hot baths... [He laughs, shaking his head.] I mean, it even sounds kind of weird out loud! To me, anyway? Not that it's a bad thing, either, but I sure don't know how people actually think up things like this!
[His glance shifts back to Mash eventually, though, as his attention does the same; 9S smiles ruefully.]
I mean, I dunno, you did manage to notice me ducking under water for way too long.... [Never mind how that fell a lot more under "looks like drowning" than "looks like he has no clue what he's doing"--] Still, that's fair. I didn't know you were here too! I'd like to think I'm usually pretty good at tracking my surroundings, but there's, uh. A lot of distractions here... [He shrugs, the movement eliciting a bit of a splash, before tilting his head a little.] --Oh, speaking of which, though. What's "table tennis"?
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(Really, 9S is starting to fall under the unfortunate impression that petty slapfights are just, always a thing in places like this...but yeah, it sure is a crowd here, isn't it?)]
Hah, I'd never even read anything about something like this before...never found any records about this sort of thing, anyway. I'd always heard about humans constructing whole facilities to spend free time at--like amusement parks, and things? But a resort dedicated to a bunch of giant hot baths... [He laughs, shaking his head.] I mean, it even sounds kind of weird out loud! To me, anyway? Not that it's a bad thing, either, but I sure don't know how people actually think up things like this!
[His glance shifts back to Mash eventually, though, as his attention does the same; 9S smiles ruefully.]
I mean, I dunno, you did manage to notice me ducking under water for way too long.... [Never mind how that fell a lot more under "looks like drowning" than "looks like he has no clue what he's doing"--] Still, that's fair. I didn't know you were here too! I'd like to think I'm usually pretty good at tracking my surroundings, but there's, uh. A lot of distractions here... [He shrugs, the movement eliciting a bit of a splash, before tilting his head a little.] --Oh, speaking of which, though. What's "table tennis"?