He Turned To Look Just In Time

It Was Her. It Was Teresa.

...you'd Think The Little Part About Them Supposedly Killing Us Would Be The Attention Getter.

Thomas Jabbed A Thumb Over His Shoulder And Raised His Eyebrows. "you Met Our New Friend?" Miho Responded, A Smirk Flashing Across His Face. "real Piece Of Work, This Guy. I Gotta Get Me One Of Those Shuck Suits. Fancy Stuff." "am I Awake?" Thomas Asked. "you're Awake. Now Eat—you Look Horrible. Almost As Bad As Rat Man Over There, Reading His Book.

I Do Love Ponies. Wish I Could Eat One Right Now.

Movement From Brenda Grabbed Thomas's Attention. He Looked To See Her Drop The Knife Away From Minho And Step Back, Absently Wiping The Small Trace Of Blood There On Her Pants. "i Really Would've Killed You, Ya Know," She Said In A Slightly Scratchy Voice. Almost Husky. "charge Jorge Again And I'll Sever An Artery." Minho Wiped At His Small Wound With His Thumb, Then Looked At The Bright Red Smear. "that's One Sharp Knife. Makes Me Like You More.