“Ahh…well, I didn’t fall from a tree, lady. I sent myself, of course! Smells like rotten eggs in here, figured you could use the help. So do I get a complimentary apron or what?”
"I was working with sulfuric compounds before– Were you made with some sort of amphibious features? You don’t have a nose, but cutaneous gas exchange has not been known to possess any sort of olfactory receptors along with it. … I’ll take you to the kitchen myself. There should be an apron that can fit you in there.”
