[ He will have a good dunk. Mostly because he's just too distracted by... whatever it is he's chosen to set his sights on searching for, missing the point of the hot springs all together, apparently — which results in a foot being firmly planted in his ass and shoving him right over the edge of the pool. With a surprised noise, he manages to twist a little as he topples in, saving himself a little dignity by not bellyflopping. It's also enough to catch a twinge of silver on his peripheral. Enough to figure out the culprit, maybe?
Granted, once he goes in with a glorious splash, nothing comes for a few moments but gentle burbling. Does muscle sink or float? ]
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Granted, once he goes in with a glorious splash, nothing comes for a few moments but gentle burbling. Does muscle sink or float? ]