Ultimate Swordsman! (Kris- take one)

Kris waved away Wes' comment about her 'taking it easy' and instead laughed at her comment about the squirt guns. "Ha! Just hope that I don't have any siblings on their side." Kris thought about the squirt guns for a second and switched tracks. "Squirt bottle!" she screamed randomly and then went quiet with a devious smile on her face.

Jake had a face in between amused and embarrassed.
"Okay, okay, it's hilarious." He said, leaning more towards the embarrassed side. He probably couldn't look any more embaressed than his automation, who simply rumbled again and put both paws over its muzzle.

Wes laughed at Jake's embarrasment, "You might want to take him to a psychiatrist before he goes into real battle. Or, better yet, one of the Hypnos kids." She busied herself with cleaning up the mess she'd made while fixing Kris's 'owwie.'

"I don't think a psychiatrist would need a psychiatrist if they had to talk to a robotic dragon." Kris looked down at her bandages and started pulling at them disliking having them wrapped around her arm.

"He doesn't need a psychiatrist!" Jake snapped, now feeling defensive of his automation. "It's just the first time he's gotten wet!" Agamemnon gave a snort.

Wes laughed more, "Right, so, I hope you don't plan on taking him outside of this rain-proof camp. Poor thing'll be traumatized at his first drizzle." She saw Kris picking at her bandages and fixed her with a look, "Honestly, Kris, don't care what super powers you have, if you take those off before I tell you that you can, then I'm going to stitch them into your arm."

Kris highly feared needles but she hated being told what to do more. She deliberately turned towards Wes and started picking at the bandage more. "It's not like taking it off is gonna do anything..."