( He grins, shrugging his shoulders as he straightens up. Though the near fall almost has him reaching out, until he figures with the whole tomato act, that might just lead to shrieking?

... Considering he'd barely moved and Inigo was already close to stumbling, probably. He has a very, very vague memory of something like this happening before? ... Weird. )

Nothing, it's an excellent tail, super fluffy, very nicely scaled! Seriously, my scales are smooth. Never slack off on scale care, Inigo, it'll catch up with you.

( He curves said tail around to his front, letting it drape over his hand, fingers threading through the thick fur of his tailtip and down some of the fur along his spine. His scales are nice, he decides, but he probably wants to figure out ordering specific scale care stuff soon... or complain about it to the train first, because that's what he does, then order it. He... figures not many people have scale care issues here, and he's not even shed yet. Egads... )

Fur care too, I guess, but that's really just like the rest of your hair.

( Only light blue compared to the fact his hair is dark, midnight black, so. )