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“I’m not going to lead him in here so you can hose him down.”
“He smells like a barn.”
“Jane.”
“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed it. I don’t think he’s washed once since he showed up here. And the other trolls haven’t had any trouble with keeping up their hygiene.”
Jedd pinches between his eyes. She has a point. It’s becoming easy to figure out where Gamzee is even when hidden. And it’s not that his daughter’s idea doesn’t have merit, but he’s fairly sure if he let her at him with the sink sprayer, they’d never see the boy again. This would take tact and careful planning.
It would also likely take a few words from Karkat Vantas. They were friends, it seemed, so maybe he’d have some idea how to cajole Gamzee into a shower. Jedd glances skyward. He likes him plenty, but hearing Karkat talk is a trial in self control, keeping himself from correcting the language.
Well. No sense in prolonging the inevitable.