This just happens to be the better of them? Eddie questioned if that was true or not, though from personal experience heād also found it far easier to cut and sew flesh together without the restriction of fabric.
Even before the Asylum as Eddie averted his gaze from her. Sure she was a woman and itās true he would have jumped the gun at any chance butā¦she wasnāt any ordinary woman either, clearly based on the stab wound and her little weapon.
As she spoke Eddie did find humour in her words as he shook his head slightly with a faint chuckle.
āVulgar imbeciles. Itās not polite to run around without pants on. Plus youād have better chances of scaring away all the lovelies like thatā Eddie added on the matter as he took in a breath feeling the pinch of the needle through his skin. How many times had he done this as a child?
A Foolish mistake that resulted in a school nurse taking him to the hospital due to an infection. Of course heād used the wrong material to stitch a wound that heād earned from a simple graze on his forearm, but it was the beginning to his sinister side. The part of him that would eventually mutilate a few women.
Not to mention Eddie didnāt flinch a single muscle, the pain he felt yes, but it was more of a stinging sensation, it was nothing to him as he averted his gaze still not wanting to look down at her, it would just feel wrong wouldnāt it?
Ā Ā Alice couldnāt help the smile that pulled at the corner of her lips when she heard his faint chuckle; good at least he was one with a sense of humor. Glancing up at him that first pass through of the needle, needless to say it was somewhat concerning but a relief that he didnāt seem to react too much to the pain. This would ease the worry of making mistakes and have an easier time making efficient stitchesāthen again being punctured by a needle was far more pleasant than being punctured by her vorpal blade.
Ā Ā āMany of those imbeciles donāt have the mentality left to care about covering their exposed bits. Beside most of the lot, donāt care what they are doing so long-- as they are getting their fill of fun and sick pleasures⦠that and their knobs wet.ā Alice shuddered slightly at the thought; having had quite a few unpleasant encountersāeither seeing or having to escape from. āWhat a hell holeāWonderland is more sane of a place.ā Alice muttered going to quickly but efficiently do the last few stitches to close the wound. Tying it off before biting the thread to break it off with her teeth.
Ā Ā āDone.ā Alice said while moving to stand up and brush off her bloodied, scrapped knees. āYou are more than welcome to pull back up your trousers.ā Alice said moving to one of the tables nestled up against one of the cracked, foggy windows. Hoping up to sit on the table and glancing out the window, watching other āpatientsā running around trying to escape from the larger āpatientsā. Even if it looked like she was dropping her guard around him she really wasnāt, keeping her attention on him even as her gaze wasnāt directly on him.
Ā Ā She could see his shadow in the reflection of the dirty window after all, āHow did you get out of the orb contraption?ā Alice asked, watching one fall outside only to be violently ravaged. Her nose wrinkled and she closed her eyes, turning her head from the window and opening them again to look at Eddie once more. Alice knew her words wouldnāt make sense to anyone that hadnāt been down below the faƧade that was called Mount Massive Asylum. āNot to be insensitive, just curious.ā There was a pause in her words, āNot many make it out of those⦠containers they are forced into. At least not with their mind as intact as yours--if they survive at all.ā Alice had observed enough from many escape attempts and listening to the chatter that happened outside her hidden room.