...don't reckon me eating 'em would help anything?
[Probably not, no, since he just goes for the blood. He huffs out a sigh and lights a cigarette.]
All right. [He looks up at Archer.] You've got booze on you, right? Let's set these poor bastards alight. [He glances around vaguely for some gasoline but I'm guessing a search check of 9 won't help much.]
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...don't reckon me eating 'em would help anything?
[Probably not, no, since he just goes for the blood. He huffs out a sigh and lights a cigarette.]
All right. [He looks up at Archer.] You've got booze on you, right? Let's set these poor bastards alight. [He glances around vaguely for some gasoline but I'm guessing a search check of 9 won't help much.]