Tearful Reunion, Take Two

Cheeto remained silent. It was hard not to hold the blame on herself; she was the only one who went out to try and stop it and she failed. Any damage that happened, any injuries-or worse- were because of her inability to protect Manta Carlos. "I know... I guess I just felt that I should at least try, you know?" It was the truth, but Cheeto couldn't accept it, she held herself to a higher standard than that, and held herself responsible as a result. "You were safe though, that's what counts." She leaned in and kissed Chloe's nose first, then her lips. She let the kiss linger, then pulled back and smiled.

Her smile immediately turned evil as she suddenly moved her fingers to Chloe's armpits, tickling her slightly.

Cheeto quickly moved in front of Chloe and sat down, facing the wall and squirming a little closer. When asked about the shampoo, Cheeto put a finger to her lips, thinking about it. "It should be fine." She only had one truly bad experience with Shampoo, and she was always very wary of the brand in general.

"Does this place have room service? Dorito's memories are a bit... blurry." She felt her concern mounting, the situation starting to catch up with her. They were in an entirely human city; not a protected environment like Manta Carlos. "I really hope nothing... weird happened while we were away from the island."

Cheeto let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a purr. It was not an unfamiliar sound to Chloe, Cheeto made that sound whenever she got their fingers into the goblin's hair like that. Her body seemed to slump and relax, her eyes hanging half-closed and it looked as though she was about to fall asleep again.

Cheeto has tickles on Chloe, but Chloe had this over Cheeto.

The mention of Dorito didn't register with Cheeto. While Chloe was shampooing her hair, scratching her head like this. She hadn't thought about her sister as much as, in Cheeto's opinion, she should've. However, it was true. Dorito was probably safe with that glamour on her, same as the one on Chloe. Cheeto let out that noise again, slumping against Chloe slightly and snuggling against her.

When Chloe returned, Cheeto had a towel wrapped around her shoulders like a robe, her hands clutching to her body as she smiled up to her. "Thanks, Chloe. Anything you..." Something stuck in her throat, due to a sudden jolt to her system. Her link with Dorito had been fairly murky, a common side effect of mornings after Dorito has been drinking (made worse by Cheeto being half-drowned). Cheeto stared off into space, sort of as a cat does when it notices something only cats seem to notice.

"Something's up with Dorito... Something about..."

Cheeto closed her eyes, focussing. Normally it'd be easier for her to share information with Dorito, but she was hung over and panicking, and Cheeto wasn't really 100% either. She gave a sigh after a few seconds, looking at Chloe painfully.

"There's a problem, she's lost her glamour and there's a human in her hotel room."

Cheeto dropped her towel, shaking her still damp hair a from side to side before hastily going to put on some clothes. She stopped, realizing she had no clothes of her own save for what she showed up in.