[ Blinks a few times and... really hopes that's ink. Because he just saw motion and a tail and then there is ink. Smells like it, though. He reaches up and wipes a bit off onto his fingers and tests out the consistency. Feels like ink.
Which is sort of... odd. In a way that's distinctly uncomfortable for a half second. But he generally likes ink, so he wipes his fingers off on his shirt. ]
Hey, man, I've woken up with ink on my face more times'n I can count.
Now I'm wonderin' if you're half squid or something.