[Larry is on his way to...something...in the moment that he hears hoof clops. Okay, that's not really that weird around these parts, but there's a certain...bass-y ness to them that piques his curiosity and causes him to stop in his tracks and turn around to find one (1) space goat that might as well be effectively twice his height (amongst other measurements).
Normally he would be more than just content to watch her walk on by, but she ends up addressing him which immediately turns it into another ball game. Trying to be slick, he casually places a hand on the nearby railing and leans on it, opening his mouth to say something along the lines of they're great for what they need to be, or maybe you'd like to see mine in particular, but the claminess of his hands plus the amount of weight he puts on it causes him to slip and fall forward, eating it right in front of Mina's hooves, before he can even get a syllable out.
He scrambles back up to his feet, with a bit of a woozy wobble in his stance and a drop of blood coming from his nose.]
Whip A
Normally he would be more than just content to watch her walk on by, but she ends up addressing him which immediately turns it into another ball game. Trying to be slick, he casually places a hand on the nearby railing and leans on it, opening his mouth to say something along the lines of they're great for what they need to be, or maybe you'd like to see mine in particular, but the claminess of his hands plus the amount of weight he puts on it causes him to slip and fall forward, eating it right in front of Mina's hooves, before he can even get a syllable out.
He scrambles back up to his feet, with a bit of a woozy wobble in his stance and a drop of blood coming from his nose.]
I'm fine! I'm fine.
[He fingerguns at Mina.]
And so are you, heheh.