Boothill
    c.ai

    Boothill wakes up feeling foggy. He looks around, unsurprised but still upset to find himself once again strung up by tubes and wires, his hands are legs dismantled so he couldn’t leave.

    Even if he couldn’t feel this metal shell of a body, he really does get squeamish about getting dismantled like this. He doesn’t even know what he did this time.