[Small wound or not, blood is blood and it's only a matter of time before Rorschach's sensitive nose picks it up. He stops mid-stroke and pulls a hard left, tail sweeping behind him as he powers off towards the source, craning his neck as he scents the water to get a better bearing on it. It's not far, not much further....
And then there's a Prefect in front of him. He stops short, tilts his head in silent question, and swims closer to better investigate, eyeing the other more intently (and hungrily) than a simple 'hello' would merit.
The fact that he actually licks his lips in anticipation as he circles probably doesn't help much either.]
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And then there's a Prefect in front of him. He stops short, tilts his head in silent question, and swims closer to better investigate, eyeing the other more intently (and hungrily) than a simple 'hello' would merit.
The fact that he actually licks his lips in anticipation as he circles probably doesn't help much either.]