His jeans were already soaking wet...He supposed it wouldn't hurt to try and salvage it. He reaches behind him, blindly grabbing his little knib end and threading it back through with some difficulty. Wiping his off on his jeans, creating a smear on his upper thigh, he gripped the tip of his tail right before the knib, considering.

"It'll be kinda difficult to figure out how much is right, or whether it's gonna be like, way too much"