When the ex-Turk speaks, Heat levels a finger at him, scowling, a bead of blood forming at the tip and threatening to drip.]
Shut it.
[He could absolutely use a good washing, but not in the middle of making even more of a mess, that'd have to be something done later, when the mess-making was done. Heat knew to keep himself reasonably clean, he spent a lot of time murdering creatures with incredibly sharp senses of smell and if they could smell him coming then he didn't get to eat.
That was not the point. The point was he got called on it! Whatever Vincent has in the bag, the scent isn't immediately recognizable, there's a certain.. dearth of edible plants where he's from. Or plants at all.]
no subject
Maybe.
When the ex-Turk speaks, Heat levels a finger at him, scowling, a bead of blood forming at the tip and threatening to drip.]
Shut it.
[He could absolutely use a good washing, but not in the middle of making even more of a mess, that'd have to be something done later, when the mess-making was done. Heat knew to keep himself reasonably clean, he spent a lot of time murdering creatures with incredibly sharp senses of smell and if they could smell him coming then he didn't get to eat.
That was not the point. The point was he got called on it! Whatever Vincent has in the bag, the scent isn't immediately recognizable, there's a certain.. dearth of edible plants where he's from. Or plants at all.]
What's in the bag?