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Rohan paid next to no mind to the varying reactions to his self-mutilation. To them, it might have been something of significance for one reason or another. But he didn't think much of it himself. It didn't hurt, there was no pain to be felt. It was just a material he offered. He wasn't thrilled that Finely seemed to take some quiet amusement in tasting his "blood." But, of course, he didn't make much of a fuss about that. If they wanted to end up like him, or like Namiki, that was their own damn business. But the little symbiote creature they were bound to? Oh, [i]that[/i] was interesting.

Outwardly, his face was just blank. Entirely indifferent to the threat that it had just issued. But on the inside, he pondered grabbing something flammable and giving the wretched, pitiful [i]thing[/i] a lesson in thermodynamics. Or perhaps he'd find out whether Dysphoria shared Finley's aversion to iron and steel. If that were the case, maybe he'd butcher them like meat and use the remains for something useful. It'd be easy, he could even use its corpse to tie a knot and strangle that fae long enough to-

[color=298e25]"My mistake, Dysphoria."[/color] He grinned in a most placating way. It wasn't a warm smile.

[color=298e25]"I'll be careful. Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt, now would we?"[/color]

He stared them both down for whole seconds, before breaking eye contact.

[color=298e25]"A heart makes sense with what we've got. I'll work on a top-left chamber, and I'll use pine since it's flexible. A few thin pieces should be able to flex enough for a pulse. I'm ready to get started."[/color]