[if Olivine notices the blink, or any other look there certainly isn't really, he doesn't bring any attention to it at all. honestly he probably doesn't even notice, given this is just a relatively normal day for him.]
... Alright, alright.
[Olivine holds up a hand to placate Lorenz, smiling softly as he does. he needs no promises, of course, but if it's enough to settle him a little it doesn't hurt to accept. never you mind how often Olivine absolutely works for free, because he's just... well, the way that he is. at least the other seems to be a little less openly frantic about it all, if a little dramatic.]
Here... [and Olivine does take a look at the utter tragedy of it. clothes that are sopping, utterly soaked, and immediately the priest feels compassion for it all. these machines are already intimidating—seeing this makes him hesitant to use it either.] Can you walk me through what you did, while we gather these up? I think I can find something to wring these out with, but I also think you're meant to use one of these other machines to dry them.
[because surely he can find a couple of sticks or racks to squeeze out more of the water, right? and hopefully a bucket to... not make a huge mess of the floor. as he's looking for these, he exhales a little laugh.]
Admittedly, I've never used these myself before, but I might be able to figure it out... I wonder if Eiden has. [that last bit is mumbled to himself, unexplained largely because he's not talking to Lorenz in that moment.]
nooo lifetime means there's gotta be a cringe villain
... Alright, alright.
[Olivine holds up a hand to placate Lorenz, smiling softly as he does. he needs no promises, of course, but if it's enough to settle him a little it doesn't hurt to accept. never you mind how often Olivine absolutely works for free, because he's just... well, the way that he is. at least the other seems to be a little less openly frantic about it all, if a little dramatic.]
Here... [and Olivine does take a look at the utter tragedy of it. clothes that are sopping, utterly soaked, and immediately the priest feels compassion for it all. these machines are already intimidating—seeing this makes him hesitant to use it either.] Can you walk me through what you did, while we gather these up? I think I can find something to wring these out with, but I also think you're meant to use one of these other machines to dry them.
[because surely he can find a couple of sticks or racks to squeeze out more of the water, right? and hopefully a bucket to... not make a huge mess of the floor. as he's looking for these, he exhales a little laugh.]
Admittedly, I've never used these myself before, but I might be able to figure it out... I wonder if Eiden has. [that last bit is mumbled to himself, unexplained largely because he's not talking to Lorenz in that moment.]