"The hundred pieces? Not really, it was mostly my friend. I did knock his head off though!" It made a swinging motion with its felt hand. "Not that we plan to do it to anyone else. The lab guy was an ass and I prefer talking."
Loaz took the food and water, consuming it with equal voracity to the first. At least it was starting to feel a bit more genuinely alive. "This is fine. Thanks." It wiped off its mouth.
It turned its gaze up to the sky, thick with clouds of smoke cut through by balls of fire. It was mesmerizing in a way. Loaz had always thought of it as such. Not just anyone gets to live to see this. As much grief as it'd caused, they couldn't bring themself to be angry. Maybe they were just too tired to be.
Loaz shut their eyes and wiped the crust from their corners.
If nothing else was needed out of them, they could let themself rest.
Ink holds up their hands innocently. “I’m not. I ended up here a month ago and have just been walking. The guy who was in charge of the lab I got this from is currently a hundred individual pieces. I’ve got nothing to do with any experiments.”
