[Majima bursts out laughing at Ros' waterlogged outrage. He tenses up, ready to spring out of the way of any retaliation, but where he expects water, he gets her palm. The surprise of it staggers him back a step, but not far enough to pull away.]
Uh. [He looks down at his tattooed shoulders.] If you want a closer look, doc, you could just ask.
[His throat dries up, but he blames that on the salt in the water.]
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Uh. [He looks down at his tattooed shoulders.] If you want a closer look, doc, you could just ask.
[His throat dries up, but he blames that on the salt in the water.]