[Despite the despair so readily gripping Atem, just seeing him smile and laugh means so much. Komaeda can't help but smile too—or at least, his bright and excited smile softens into something just a bit closer to fondness instead—as they make their way out onto the cold beachfront.

The winter chill howls around them, with the lake looking more like the arctic sea than anything remotely inviting. He knows that he'll manage with his merperson blood, but the idea of taking an icy dip still sounds no less fun. The only thing that actually motivates Komaeda to start peeling off his own clothing is the fact that Atem is looking forward to their game.]

You're still a minotaur, you know...

[Komaeda says as he neatly folds his clothing into a pile beside Atem's, before unzipping his skirt and pulling it down... leaving him in those lacy black panties for a moment as he folds the skirt up too.]

Are you going to use your magic to transform here... Or is it something that has to happen in the water?

[He doesn't seem to be thinking about his actions and he one-handedly begins to pull off the last, racy bit of clothing, with his tail balancing him against the sand. His mind is too focused instead on how curious he is to see Atem's magic in application.]