DIAMONDS FOREVER ★ OPEN; DISSECTION

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── He had amassed a gathering. Not to worry, no one looked too disturbed yet, besides Ruven, but funnily enough not for the reasons that he would have personally assumed, given the task. It took some minutes for Angel to get to a point where he could put aside the dissection, briefly, to answer the questions that had been spoken to him. He was certainly glad to explain, just distracted by the search. "Ruven and Arvid are right, these are pretty tainted blood-wise, unless you'd be willing to test the after affects of poisoned blood." He responded to Solsken, amused but not hostile. He was merely joking, he'd never let another wanderer put themselves at terrible risk unknowingly, he wasn't that cruel. Also that was less than beneficial for them all. Then he stopped, blinking pale yellow eyes at the darker colored canine. It struck him that he had never spoken to this one before, which was a disappointment given their interesting appearance and personality upon first glance. "I'm sure we've crossed paths, but I believe I failed to talk to you properly. Angel, and I will be your surgeon today." Another joke, and one he was rather proud of. Proud enough to leave the ends of his mouth twitching upward into a cheeky smile.

Back to business. "It's certainly a bit difficult given the size of the thing, but some organs are still big enough to see even in a mouse." The jaguar seemed enthusiastic despite how he prefaced the statement, but he had good reason. At least for this one. He didn't want to risk damage just to show his discovery, pulling at one of the sides of the dissected mouse to better show what he was looking at to the others, specifically Arvid so the direwolf pup could learn what his creations did to the body. And what was it he was showing off?

Under the tiny ribcage, which he then proceeded to very, very carefully snap off on one side, were the exposed lungs of the rodent, pushed in and almost shriveled like they had been at their absolute limit.

They were, of course, he'd explain. "Obviously there was the paralysis, a terrible way to go. Something to look at in...bigger subjects, but you want to see the specifics. This was....the water hemlock. Imagine suffocating to death in perfectly good air. And all it looks like from what I can see is a general illness, stomach related." He tiled his head, not at all visibly upset or sympathetic at the revelation. Why should he be? It was too fascinating. Once again, Angel opened up a part of the animal that should not be so carefully...unzipped. The stomach. His next point would require it. Within in the stomach of the mouse, the sad little bag of flesh that it was, was small traces of the concoction that Arvid had prepared, barely mixed with the bile. It was still there, and barely digested. He leaned forward, looking Arvid dead in the eyes. "And it works [i]incredibly[i] quickly."