[Wujiu's been inside for the most part, keeping to himself, occasionally having to lie down against the pounding of his head, the claws coming from within him. Sometimes he talks to himself, murmuring in two different voices.
It's on a slightly better day that he pokes his head out to see the bag. Curious, he opens it, but it doesn't click until he unscrews the vial and sniffs it. That smell comes back to him, along with the hot fury that had accompanied his first time tasting that.
He stares at it for a long time, debating, but then raises it to his lips. For a bit...he'll cut back his confusion just for a bit.
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It's on a slightly better day that he pokes his head out to see the bag. Curious, he opens it, but it doesn't click until he unscrews the vial and sniffs it. That smell comes back to him, along with the hot fury that had accompanied his first time tasting that.
He stares at it for a long time, debating, but then raises it to his lips. For a bit...he'll cut back his confusion just for a bit.
She'll be getting a message a little later]
did you leave those things by my door?