Herbalists' Cache I can't stop for long to study you

"ehm, 'ell." diesel gave an awkward little laugh and licked away a string of drool. "you shee, i ain't the host ahhealing hace." she gestured with a brutish paw at her mangled visage. "i ah not 'oh- hohular enough hor that tyhe'a shit." another laugh as she adjusted herself.

"hat, yeah. jusht..." another sucked in string, gaze meandering. "... ahout that hig guy, big hale guy, you kno' him..." ( still thinking scumeyes ran with the wrong gang. ) "... hat'sh the deal hith him and that hreggo hale one?"

the fuckeress who stole her man.