“I feel like a porcupines arse. Speaking of which that could do with a buff too”

The girl on her knees on the floor looks up at him, half dressed topless and in a short skirt and suspenders, and wordlessly get to her feet  and fetches him his artificial arm, strapping it to the stump.

“Thanks kiddo. Oh you’ll need to make yourself scarce tonight. I have business.”

The girl rolls her eyes in response and motions with the index finger of her left hand between the circled finger and thumb of her right.
In response the man coughs a laugh, it is a deep phlegmy cough that sounds like a warning.
“Delicately put as always angel, but yes.”

There will be some extended tardiness on my part after this page. I need to stop drawing/mousing for a few weeks with my hand to let the wrist heal. :( We will have a change of scenery next time however and I have a feeling many people will be happy to see our old furry friend make an appearance. Until then!!