The look Gamzee gives him, those dark eyes peering out from his hair makes him feel fluttery like he could float away any moment. "N-no not yet. I don't think. I'm not even sure what kind of snake it's going to be."

He swallows thickly but leans in comfortably against Gamzee's side and winds his arm around the other boys waist, curling his fingers into the fabric near his hip in an effort to feel more grounded.

Tav is trying to think about the snake, but's getting increasingly more difficult. "I don't... want to give him back..."