[Unfortunate that he's pristine while there's bits of dirt here and there mixed in with his golden fur. He tried to get... most of it off, at least, but some just will not come off without a good shower or something of that sort.

He almost jolts on his spot, though his expression slides into a small smile, genuine, if not a tiny bit anxious still. He's not wrong about his being troubled, his mind having wandered to the worst of places as he's tend to do sometimes.]

Is it that obvious? [Of course it is, Speedwagon's emotions always stay on his sleeve no matter what he does.] Perhaps it is merely my mind playing games with me or jumping to conclusions, but I just wanted to see where things... stand, I suppose? [Perhaps he should be a little more forward.] I merely do not want to accidentally push past your boundaries again if I can help it, because it's certainly not my intention.