[ riddle's fun. he's entertaining and interesting and enchanting and all those kinds of things. he may not say it with his words but he does it with his actions. that he's been... better, and it hasn't gone unnoticed by both azul and his twin brother. both of them know what's going on. floyd doesn't hide his affections nor does he shy away from being open about where he goes and who he spends his time with. that he's become a little more thoughtful, but that's it, and only towards one specific individual. ]

Ya really mean that? [ oh. this pleases the eel. ] Thought ya liked doin' that paintin' thing, even though it got a little messy.

[ floyd had gotten into doing acrylic pours and it just so happened that in the process, he might've gotten carried away and... well. let's just say most of their canvases ended up having very unique patterns after they were done. he probably would never be trusted to help with painting those roses if ever asked, that's for sure. (also it's not his dorm)

watching riddle return to his notetaking is definitely less fun for him, but it's something that the other must do. it's in his nature. leave nothing incomplete, follow the routine, be unfaltering in the strict nature that his dorm embodies the most. it's cute. ]

Do ya think you'll ever need to know everythin'?

[ he's curious, that's all. it's why his hand doesn't move any further. he keeps it anchored there, almost using it to steady himself more than anything else. yes, he could... be pretty naughty all things considered but he's holding back. letting things build. ]