"Interesting things, hmmm?" Scar repeated, looking thoughtful for a moment.
"You mean aside from dealing with the occasional idiot, trying to identify what you humans call food and having random expeditions during the night that turn out to be either unpleasant or outright useless instead of being some sort of benefit?" Scar paused, letting all what he had said sink in. "I'm afraid it is rather lacking in the 'interesting' department."
He wouldn't even consider bringing up whatever he had been up to, not that it had been too much aside from exploring the institute and the meeting with Mello. The rest of the nights here had been either wasted, unpleasant or simply spent asleep. It was rather frustrating, to be running around in circles without even the slightest result.
An investigation to the doors leading to the third floor sounded promising enough, even if it meant waiting patiently before others had collected the necessary materials and create this 'explosive'. Not that he particularly minded (lions were known to be a little on the lazy side after all), but he did hope this ZEX-character would indeed bother to contact him when they had managed. Even the hyenas back home were more reliable than this.
"How long have you been here, boy?" he asked for the sake of curiosity.
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"You mean aside from dealing with the occasional idiot, trying to identify what you humans call food and having random expeditions during the night that turn out to be either unpleasant or outright useless instead of being some sort of benefit?" Scar paused, letting all what he had said sink in. "I'm afraid it is rather lacking in the 'interesting' department."
He wouldn't even consider bringing up whatever he had been up to, not that it had been too much aside from exploring the institute and the meeting with Mello. The rest of the nights here had been either wasted, unpleasant or simply spent asleep. It was rather frustrating, to be running around in circles without even the slightest result.
An investigation to the doors leading to the third floor sounded promising enough, even if it meant waiting patiently before others had collected the necessary materials and create this 'explosive'. Not that he particularly minded (lions were known to be a little on the lazy side after all), but he did hope this ZEX-character would indeed bother to contact him when they had managed. Even the hyenas back home were more reliable than this.
"How long have you been here, boy?" he asked for the sake of curiosity.