What was Orc do - oh. Yikes. He was doing that. Looked busy. Okay, R would stand there, sway awkwardly, get some staring in, and wait until Orc finished up.
(He'd never seen a rock trying to puke before).
He wasn't sure what he expected to come out. Gravel, maybe. A slurry of mud and quartz. It actually looked almost human, not black and oozing like a zombie's vomit. Huh.
"You...okay?" R asked and then immediately regretted it. What kind of question was that? R tried to cover for his stupid question by sucking in a breath and starting over. "Why...huh-hunt then?"
Seemed like a lot of effort to mow through all these coyotes if he didn't plan to eat them. R didn't get Living logic sometimes. Or whatever Orc was. R thought he was Living, he just didn't hit all the usual ticky-boxes. R reached up and wiped some of the coyote's gore off his mouth as he glanced around at the massacre.
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(He'd never seen a rock trying to puke before).
He wasn't sure what he expected to come out. Gravel, maybe. A slurry of mud and quartz. It actually looked almost human, not black and oozing like a zombie's vomit. Huh.
"You...okay?" R asked and then immediately regretted it. What kind of question was that? R tried to cover for his stupid question by sucking in a breath and starting over. "Why...huh-hunt then?"
Seemed like a lot of effort to mow through all these coyotes if he didn't plan to eat them. R didn't get Living logic sometimes. Or whatever Orc was. R thought he was Living, he just didn't hit all the usual ticky-boxes. R reached up and wiped some of the coyote's gore off his mouth as he glanced around at the massacre.