[and he'll just casually be kicking that severed hand back out into the abyss, because he doesn't want to share his space for even a second with something unpleasant to look at.]
Think nothing of it. [his nose is wrinkled in an expression of mild irritation, but none of it reaches his words. he'll definitely be keeping his distance and guard up after that, though.]
What am I? A Chiropteran, by species. By uneducated colloquial terms, a vampire. [he'd explain it with more depth and pride on any other occasion, but his attention is pretty divided as things stand.]
no subject
Think nothing of it. [his nose is wrinkled in an expression of mild irritation, but none of it reaches his words. he'll definitely be keeping his distance and guard up after that, though.]
What am I? A Chiropteran, by species. By uneducated colloquial terms, a vampire. [he'd explain it with more depth and pride on any other occasion, but his attention is pretty divided as things stand.]