"Not tattoos. You don't tattoo tumors." The ink didn't settle in right. "And -"
Wait, what?
Nux's eyes widened as he looked up at the animal-man and for a moment they gave an air of innocence that made it seem that maybe the scarification and harsh bald head belied a far more gentle nature.
Then his eyes narrowed and he went back to messing around with the pieces of the toy.
"Not funny. Cruel. There's no cure for being half-life."
The last time he trusted someone else offering some kind of salvation it'd all been a lie. He wasn't about to trust just anybody.
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Wait, what?
Nux's eyes widened as he looked up at the animal-man and for a moment they gave an air of innocence that made it seem that maybe the scarification and harsh bald head belied a far more gentle nature.
Then his eyes narrowed and he went back to messing around with the pieces of the toy.
"Not funny. Cruel. There's no cure for being half-life."
The last time he trusted someone else offering some kind of salvation it'd all been a lie. He wasn't about to trust just anybody.