Yeah. Yeah, an' I wanna get into 'em right away. That is, if they're real, hopefully that asshole wasn't tryin' to poison us.
[But he's pretty sure he can determine if the shrooms are the usual sort of thing or not, probably. First, though, he needs to deal with his bashed up nose, and grabs for his handkerchief to blot at it. It's going to be bruised and sore for a while.
When he decides he's done, he dabs at her own nosebleed with a clean corner of it, then wads it up into a pocket to wash or toss later and fishes out the mushrooms. Under a street light, he examines them, then has a tiny nibble of one.]
They don't taste any different, I dunno. Gotta be fine.
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[But he's pretty sure he can determine if the shrooms are the usual sort of thing or not, probably. First, though, he needs to deal with his bashed up nose, and grabs for his handkerchief to blot at it. It's going to be bruised and sore for a while.
When he decides he's done, he dabs at her own nosebleed with a clean corner of it, then wads it up into a pocket to wash or toss later and fishes out the mushrooms. Under a street light, he examines them, then has a tiny nibble of one.]
They don't taste any different, I dunno. Gotta be fine.