[Larkin is whistling as he scoops some of the spilled indigo blood into a vial. He is not approached by the crew, but they zoom in while he clearly looks around to see if anyone saw him. Satisfied in having gone unseen, he chuckles, tosses the vial into the air and catches it, and stows it away somewhere on his person before swaggering out of frame.] #AngelsNutritionblock #confessional @abattoirsGutter
Kult: +47
Kull: +44
Total: 91
Ratio: 1.07


