Sleuth turns and regards Bariyan with a level stare. Eventually, dawn breaks.
"You're a funny guy, Scarecrow." He grins sloppily.
For the first time, the stitches catch his eye. "Nice duds." He gestures at his own throat and maneuvers around a shelf of what look like laser guns. "You look like a friend'a mine."
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"You're a funny guy, Scarecrow." He grins sloppily.
For the first time, the stitches catch his eye. "Nice duds." He gestures at his own throat and maneuvers around a shelf of what look like laser guns. "You look like a friend'a mine."