Bradhoc Browning

Rye

Script

Bradhoc: I'm allergic to weapons held to my throat, as well, but that hasn't helped me thus far.

Rye: *shoves Bradhoc away* If you want to live - *points his finger at his nose* You are going to tell me everything I want to know. *holds his nose* But first...

-A short time later, at Browning Manor-

Rye: You said this place burned down. *talking to Bradhoc through the bathroom door*

Bradhoc: It did. At least... I thought it did. *walks out, cleaned up, and in his proper Browning wear* Things have been... *looks down at his hands* ...odd... since I returned.