[Oh God, there's four of them... Hijikata turns to the speaker (with his resemblance to him going completely over his head...), just long enough to likewise get startled when the female(-looking) nymph from before takes the word again, now from right next to him, having swam up to the raft and holding on to it with both hands, pushing herself up in the water just enough to show a hint of an ample bosom.]
It is as he says. We promise we won't hurt you, dear.
Okay, that's, uh, that's good, but... what exactly do you need from us?
[This is throwing him off!! Why do they look like LB and Mitsuba?! He turns to get a better look at the other two on Rinea's side, but finds himself embraced by wet, slender arms from behind. The other nymph slipped onto the raft behind him and hides her face against his back, speaking up in a humble, somewhat embarrassed voice.]
We need someone to... to be with us. So we can lay our eggs.
[There's a very long silence hanging over the marshes, with only the primals sounds continuing in the distance.]
...
Eggs?
[Eggs?! Okay, he's used to a lot of things from Prismatica, and this isn't the weirdest thing imaginable, but... why do they look like this?! Also why is this happening in the presence of Rinea?! He's going to die!! Or maybe his helmet will save him by hiding how deep red his face has turned... but the nymph is already running her hands over his chest, apparently trying to find buttons or a zipper.]
Wait, wait!! That's not possible! I can't undress! And-- and the lady can't, either!
[He just remembered in time to not use her name in fae territory... now he needs to fabricate some bullshit reason as for why she can't possibly disrobe despite not being light-proofed like him, but he'll come up with something - if she doesn't beat him to it.]
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It is as he says. We promise we won't hurt you, dear.
Okay, that's, uh, that's good, but... what exactly do you need from us?
[This is throwing him off!! Why do they look like LB and Mitsuba?! He turns to get a better look at the other two on Rinea's side, but finds himself embraced by wet, slender arms from behind. The other nymph slipped onto the raft behind him and hides her face against his back, speaking up in a humble, somewhat embarrassed voice.]
We need someone to... to be with us. So we can lay our eggs.
[There's a very long silence hanging over the marshes, with only the primals sounds continuing in the distance.]
...
Eggs?
[Eggs?! Okay, he's used to a lot of things from Prismatica, and this isn't the weirdest thing imaginable, but... why do they look like this?! Also why is this happening in the presence of Rinea?! He's going to die!! Or maybe his helmet will save him by hiding how deep red his face has turned... but the nymph is already running her hands over his chest, apparently trying to find buttons or a zipper.]
Wait, wait!! That's not possible! I can't undress! And-- and the lady can't, either!
[He just remembered in time to not use her name in fae territory... now he needs to fabricate some bullshit reason as for why she can't possibly disrobe despite not being light-proofed like him, but he'll come up with something - if she doesn't beat him to it.]