Aug 10
He is mindlessly chewing on a battery, his gaze seems far off. Must be a clone thing, the acid of the battery drips down his chin, burning the skin and heals immediately. Self soothing or a feeling he's alive.
@parasiticoyle
"That can't be good for ya" clara hummed, tugging on a pair of rubber gloves, the sound of them squeaking familiar- without fear she pulled the battery from your grasp, throwing it into the closest bin before she started to dab the edge of her apron at your chin. Attempting to clean you up some.
