Asher made a point of taking in The Hair. The way Del had talked about it, he was sort of expecting it to speak for itself, maybe greet her the way the guy beneath it just had, like it was a separate entity all together. Fortunately for him, the island was still fucked, but not that fucked.
He stayed silent; he wasn't there for friendly chitchat, just to make sure that the squirmy thing inside Del was okay and had all the pieces it was supposed to. Could that machine pick up tiny fangs?
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He stayed silent; he wasn't there for friendly chitchat, just to make sure that the squirmy thing inside Del was okay and had all the pieces it was supposed to. Could that machine pick up tiny fangs?
Okay, so maybe he was a little bit nervous.