[He felt like a failure after the first bite. A hungry failure. And then he had been an even bigger failure and let that hunger distract him for the second. He didn't even what to think about what Onni -- or worse, Grandma -- would have said about the third. His shame had made him limit himself even more for a while, but now he was fed, and had gotten rid of two of the corpses, and he can't let his embarrassment make him fail at checking up on his crewmate. Friend.
...Did Emil even know how these cell phone things worked? Maybe he should have made sure at some point. Whoops. Well, the noise would annoy him into figuring it out eventually, he's sure.
during batcat bite hell
...Did Emil even know how these cell phone things worked? Maybe he should have made sure at some point. Whoops. Well, the noise would annoy him into figuring it out eventually, he's sure.
Probably.
Right?]
Eeemrrrrrrh...
[sleepy...]