Procuring one of the six towels I brought from my travel bag to help dry off Asgore after swimming at the beach, since trying to get his fur dry without the industrial blow dryer we have at home is quite a conundrum (that being said getting to rub him all over is very fun). Acting all lovey-dovey with Asgore in public even despite it flustering him, with emphasis on swinging arms while holding hands and stealing smooches on both his hand and nose whenever opportunities present themselves. Taking over the controls of Deus Ex for Asgore since the first-person camera gives him minor motion sickness and watching as he gradually goes from not really enjoying it very much to it being his 3rd favorite game behind Plants vs. Zombies and Chrono Trigger, the late-1990s-early-2000s "edgy but cool sunglasses and trench coat" look was totally new to him and he really liked the conspiracy aspect of it (he didn't know how much of it is accurate to real life and I definitely wasn't going to tell him)