Hes letting a small frown catch his lips as he watched Brahms slip through the wall towards him.
" Stop that- I dont want to be your scratching board.- "
@GreaterUroboros ". . . Yes. . . Brahms and some other killer want me dead. . or in a cage. . If they attempt it im coming to hide in your lab with you." He'd mutter with a pout.
Though the pout vanished when he jogged off to grab a cat carrier with one of the alien spider creatures from >