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"Alright Rusty, Iron Head!" You order.

Rusty charges.

"Flamethrower - cook the little fuck!" The guy snarls.

Skuntank breathes another intense tongue of flame as Rusty charges in, evidently recovered from the hit to the throat, before the flame is abruptly cut off as Rusty slams into its shoulder with bulleting force, before Skuntank slumps in defeat.

"Ah, fuck!" The guy says, burying his face in his hands.

"Er..." You begin.

"Yeah, what cunt?" The guy spits.

"...Did you clean your hand after you wiped that toxic poison out of Skuntank's face?" You ask awkwardly, indicating his hand, which already looks kind of irritated and inflamed to your eye.

The guy pauses and his eye go wide as he pales.

"...No..." He says, snapped out of his anger by the sobering realisation that he just *royally* fucked up.

"I'd go and speak to the nurse." You advise seriously.

The guy barely stops to return his Skuntank before sprinting inside.

"Phew..." You shake your head before looking to Rusty and giving him a thumbs up. "Great work, Rusty." You say, kneeling down to pet him as he bounds over, before you recoil as you realise that he did actually get hit by Flamethrower and while it wasn't long enough to do too much harm to him, his carapace is uncomfortably hot to the touch just now.

>Go see Martha.
>Spend some time with Rusty.
>Go get dinner.
>Other