”So you ate the muffins.”

And now she was awake. Angel hadn’t witnessed the event from start to finish, far too preoccupied with other matters that concerned him, but he had heard through the grapevine what had happened. How unfortunate. However, as someone who had been not only aware of Arvid’s poisoned creations, as well as the next direct observer as to their affects, he wasn’t too sympathetic about the situation. Was that cold, perhaps? Maybe just a bit, but you couldn’t just go around eating things from a promising young man associated with poison itself. That was on Inferno, in his mind. Granted, he was a bit disappointed though that he couldn’t perhaps...open the corpse up just a little. She would have been the perfect subject.

With a hint of disappointment and disdain, the jaguar squinted at the newly awakened girl, watching her muscles spasm uselessly. How quaint. ”I assume everything has been removed, cleared out. You must be weaker than I thought to incur such a fatality. Your sister didn’t even keel over and die.”

— Reggan

Anthemtalon probably should've been familiar with poison. His saliva was extremely deadly, after all, but it was debatable whether the lazy lizard knew or cared about such a thing. Coming back from death was incredibly foreign, unknown to the simple lizard.

"Better now?" The komodo monitor would ask as he heaved his body over, forked tongue flicking as he approached. He smiled, a typical lazy one, as he moved closer.

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