Uh, sorry. [He can taste the slight pang of hurt in his mouth, like he'd just bitten into a lemon. It hurts him too, because he knew that he caused it. Realistically, he didn't want to be causing Toby any pain in this way, he'd done enough of that already by killing the man.]
A serial killer? [Because wow out of all the things Toby could've told him today a serial killer would've been the last one Drew would've anticipated.] So you're sayin' that 'cause I killed you some guy's gonna try turn me into barbecue drew? 'Cause uh, he'll be pretty screwed when my skin starts stitching itself together from the moment he lights the match. [He sighs.] Not that I wanna have t'kill anyone else... and uh, y'think he's gonna target me then?
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A serial killer? [Because wow out of all the things Toby could've told him today a serial killer would've been the last one Drew would've anticipated.] So you're sayin' that 'cause I killed you some guy's gonna try turn me into barbecue drew? 'Cause uh, he'll be pretty screwed when my skin starts stitching itself together from the moment he lights the match. [He sighs.] Not that I wanna have t'kill anyone else... and uh, y'think he's gonna target me then?