[The monster is wet and very unhappy over missing, so when a body stumbles into his own he is quite literally on the verge of cutting a bitch. But Eliot's face gives him pause, and he tilts his head in that odd way he does, staring intently, like he's trying to figure out a great puzzle. It should not be possible, but he also does. Not. Miss. So today is full of surprises. Ones he does not like.]
Water. [He repeats slowly, and his eyes narrow as he leans in like he's trying to smell Eliot or get a closer look at a cockroach.] Youuu are... Eliot. How?
[He says Eliot's name like it's a disgusting slur.]
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Water. [He repeats slowly, and his eyes narrow as he leans in like he's trying to smell Eliot or get a closer look at a cockroach.] Youuu are... Eliot. How?
[He says Eliot's name like it's a disgusting slur.]