I am not bleeding! [Prefect blurted out, suddenly indignant and irate. He could feel the... tiny twinge of pain in his tail now, yes, but being told he smelled like food was not the way to get him to admit that.]
You're probably smelling something else! The inside of the ship! I don't smell like anything!
[He thrashed his tail a little, letting out a little more blood as he put some more space between himself and Rorschach, cautious again. Suspicious, even.]
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You're probably smelling something else! The inside of the ship! I don't smell like anything!
[He thrashed his tail a little, letting out a little more blood as he put some more space between himself and Rorschach, cautious again. Suspicious, even.]