disgust is an expression he wears and he wears well, gaze caught to her administrations. a mild grimace cannot be helped, lips pulled at the corners downcast. "do you even fucking sterile those knives?"
A GUILTY GRIN SPREAD ACROSS HER FACE… none of her blades were in the best condition, well loved she would say– but some of them, the newer ones, had a NASTY surprise.
“ some of them are laced– mostly for reaction, but still just as dirty i suppose… ” she mumbled, now entertaining the idea of a FRESH set.














