Wynter is doing his level best not to sulk. With minimal success. He has no idea what to do with this item and it's apparent softness seems a red herring.
No good it being soft if it's not for someone with a spine, and there seems to be no pictures of who it might be for in the instructions. Might be for people with exoskeletons for all Wynter knew.
He decides he's just going to ignore the voice in his head telling him that he's a Time Lord, dammit, and Time Lords are meant to be able to do this by instinct.
Ignore it completely. "Flat packs are a known scourge," he tells himself. "Not getting it at once is no shame. ...Probably."
He puts the leaflet to one side and starts to lay out the pieces of the... object. "Language was never my strong suit, but I'm sure, with a little patience, I can get this done."
Prompt 2
No good it being soft if it's not for someone with a spine, and there seems to be no pictures of who it might be for in the instructions. Might be for people with exoskeletons for all Wynter knew.
He decides he's just going to ignore the voice in his head telling him that he's a Time Lord, dammit, and Time Lords are meant to be able to do this by instinct.
Ignore it completely. "Flat packs are a known scourge," he tells himself. "Not getting it at once is no shame. ...Probably."
He puts the leaflet to one side and starts to lay out the pieces of the... object. "Language was never my strong suit, but I'm sure, with a little patience, I can get this done."