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@orphanxlix continued from here.
He’s used to people yelling. Albert simply keeps working; evaluated the organs while the other man protested.
“I’ve seen plenty of the outside. I’ve seen plenty of people get pulled apart by the infected. I know I have some buyers, boy. Why do you think I’m sti-”
Oh. How he hated being called insane. He had enough of that when he was younger.
Albert balls up a fist, bringing it down to hit the metal table. “Do NOT call me that. Not if you wish to walk out of here.”
He practically hissed the warning through his teeth.
Well, his attention was gotten off of his work for the moment. Albert glared at the other man for a few seconds before walking over to grab a cooler from the small room to the side and coming back; plopping it down on the table beside her head and stopping to pinch the bridge of his nose.
{|ORPHANXLIX|}: "Is this even legal?!"
Albert glanced up from his work. The young woman wasn’t going anywhere, at least. Not with her chest split open.
“Why? Do you think it better that these organs rot shambling through the streets later?”
He gently snipped the connections of the intestine before pulling out and laying it beside her leg before continuing.“Honestly it’s much better to at least gain monetary value from them, yes?”