moltenbehemoth is snooping around the lava tubes.
“You keep saying ‘ID’ but I still don’t know what that means. and honestly if you’re going to throw that at me you should just do it already.”
Stepping closer to the newly fixed pipe the pokemon gave the grunt a look before lifting a hand. He wasn’t exactly sure how much this form could actually take but he had been able to create enough head to severely burn with his own hands. There should be no reason he couldn’t touch this. “Maybe this will give you enough proof.” The bare hand was placed onto one of the burning tubes without as much as flinching, fingers curling around it. “Is this enough ‘ID’ for you?”
Jax kept a close eye on the other man, frowning a little as he placed his hand on the newly fixed tube. But seeing the other not even flinching from the intense heat made him think... briefly. “Okay, so ya can handle the pipes. But I don’t think ya read the signs that say ‘Fireproof gear to be worn at all times’. Otherwise, ya’d be in somethin’ sensible.” Honestly, this man was wearing him down to the point where he did want to toss the wrench at him, but at the same time, such a move would be unwise with the pipes so close together in this sector. “Alright, alright, ya proved yerself.” The grunt was done fighting for now. “Whaddya want?”
