[ It is a warning. Not that Yang doesn’t share the other’s man sentiments, but places like these were infested with rules and regulations. And if they weren’t being spoken, they were being hinted towards, somewhere between the lines. Yang continues, after his gaze focuses on the horns on this man’s head. The corner of his mouth lifts. ] Heh. [ Did he just snicker?? at the horns? Of course not. ] There’s likely to be a number of cultural differences between this world and yours.

How lucky. [ This is his answer, reflexive, to the fact that this man didn’t have to worry about such concerns. Not that he always pays attention to them himself. ] I’m jealous.

[ He looks back towards what originally started this conversation to begin with — the bath. There’s a certain reluctance surrounding the fact that they’ll have to clean it. Closer to the door, he moves to the dirty water. ]

… Still interested in bathing? [ Yang wonders out loud. ]