"Real scorcher, ain't it?"
Ryoga glared at Ranma, but kept walking.
"Seriously. I'm sweating just watching you. Why wear long sleeves in the middle of summer? Dress more like me." Ranma gestured at his tanktop and shorts.
Ryoga frowned. "Can't."
"Why not?"
Ryoga lifted his sleeve to reveal a scuba drysuit underneath.
Ranma snorted. "That's either genius or idiocy."
Before Ryoga could retort, he was splashed in the face by some passing children with water guns.
Ranma sighed as he reached into the clothes to fish the piglet out. He held Ryoga in front of his face. "Idiocy it is."