Wade eventually stops his struggling as the cat-man (can't forget the hyphen) runs off once again, presumably to solve this stupid puzzle without his help. He could help, honestly, but he tossed that binder somewhere else while he was looking for more staplers, and once he found that unicorn-head letter opener? All bets were off.
He already has it sheathed where Baby Knife used to rest on his leg.
The problem is, while the cat-man scurries off and works on actual work, Wade's got a lot of time to ponder. And what he ponders is this: what do cat-men read as appropriate greetings? This is alternate world stuff. He's never had a cat, but there was an alley cat near Al's crack den apartment that greeted him every night by jumping out with a kitty yowl from behind a dumpster. Surely that's gotta be, like, some kind of normal greeting? Like, "holy shit, I'm so hype to see you!" 'Cause that little guy knew Wade had the goods. The tuna goods.
So when G'raha runs in through the now open door, it's eerily silent beyond the sloshing of leftover water. The masked man? Appears to have left.
Unfortunately, he's been training his whole life for this. To use his powers in the worst way possible. So when he drops down from the ceiling where he was hanging from his sword (embedded in the foamy tile like a pencil) and throws himself at G'raha, yelling, "NICE JOB, FURRY!", it's the merc equivalent of "holy shit, I'm so hype to see you!" But in a language a cat-man would understand.]
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Wade eventually stops his struggling as the cat-man (can't forget the hyphen) runs off once again, presumably to solve this stupid puzzle without his help. He could help, honestly, but he tossed that binder somewhere else while he was looking for more staplers, and once he found that unicorn-head letter opener? All bets were off.
He already has it sheathed where Baby Knife used to rest on his leg.
The problem is, while the cat-man scurries off and works on actual work, Wade's got a lot of time to ponder. And what he ponders is this: what do cat-men read as appropriate greetings? This is alternate world stuff. He's never had a cat, but there was an alley cat near Al's crack den apartment that greeted him every night by jumping out with a kitty yowl from behind a dumpster. Surely that's gotta be, like, some kind of normal greeting? Like, "holy shit, I'm so hype to see you!" 'Cause that little guy knew Wade had the goods. The tuna goods.
So when G'raha runs in through the now open door, it's eerily silent beyond the sloshing of leftover water. The masked man? Appears to have left.
Unfortunately, he's been training his whole life for this. To use his powers in the worst way possible. So when he drops down from the ceiling where he was hanging from his sword (embedded in the foamy tile like a pencil) and throws himself at G'raha, yelling, "NICE JOB, FURRY!", it's the merc equivalent of "holy shit, I'm so hype to see you!" But in a language a cat-man would understand.]