He's sitting on the couch sharpening some of his blades after a long day at work, humming. It was a day full of chasing. He didn't mind the chase, he loved the thrill, but the target kept throwing dust and it was annoying. He bites down on one of the blades, testing the sharpness against his own teeth. This was how he made sure they were ready for use again.

"Asshole wore my baby down.."

He pouts, and continues sharpening it before putting it back in his mouth again