[he blinks once, twice, eyebrows hiking toward his hairline before it dawns on him:] Oh, shit, not like that. I mean, unless you want to? Obviously, there are quite a few of you and you're all rather attractive.

[which he's just saying too, yeah? klaus would probably literally sleep with just about all of the cultivators here.

a quick shake of the head,] Nah, they usually look like frozen cylindrical things. Actually, they can be weird character shapes, too? Screw it, I'll have to find some and show them to you because yeah, they're delicious. You kinda just gotta experience them for yourself.

[of course, klaus continues right on helping him, even lending a hand with getting everything somewhat folded, but at least it's all in a pile nearby. huaisang says ‘undergarments’ and the taller man's expression creases, lips pursed thoughtfully. he's kidding, right? how the hell does everything stay in one place and not...stick... fuck it, he's not going to think about that too much. (he'll just ask about it instead.)]

These are your underwear? You're kidding me, right? Those are pants I'd wear over some skivvies, man.