“Then stop sniffing the air and buzz off Lizard man.”
“HSSS! Home is right above Lizard’s territory; stink is too strong to avoid. So I will make it stop.” Every time his tongue flicked out, he seemed to fight the urge to recoil. Apparently lizards really, really hated alcohol. Perhaps just this one, who had memories of them hidden in the recesses of his brain. He knew they slowed the body and they twisted the mind; he didn’t like to be on the receiving end of that. Even if just sniffing it wouldn’t do it, he couldn’t help the agitation and anxiety he felt.
“You’re a a stupid mammal. If you want to drink poison, there are easier ways. Faster ways. So why bother? Just drink them and leave me alone.” The only reason he had not torn her head clean off was because he was fairly sure she’d taste revolting. Worse than rotting meat was meat with a rotting mind inside of it.
“Leave you alone?” Sunset countered hotly, “Need I remind you that you’re the one who found me?” She took another swig from the bottle of Jack gripped in her glass, wiping her mouth with a grimace. “Besides, you want it to stop, then all you have to do it eat me. I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to stop you. You’re like… a lot taller then me. And stronger.”