Spool sits down on a crate, panting softly. He cleaned off some of the blood he got on his pipe, and ignores the threats Citrus is making to him. He laid on his blanket, looking at the night sky. He can see that there are millions of more stars in the sky than normal, but he's used to it

He turns over on the blanket, thinking of the souls Citrus has sucked out today

"Dick..." He sighed and turned again

He sees you as you try and steal some of his supplies

"Hey! Get off that!"