[he snickers at himself, pushing said tray away and underneath the larger table where it won't be in the way for either of them. the stuff can sit there for a little while; it isn't rotting, just breaking down on a slow, chemical level.
next, he plucks a labeled bottle off of a shelf and wets the cloth with it. whatever this is has a much stronger smell, akin to a thick handful of cloves that have been burned, smashed, and distilled into a liquid. it goes on with a slight brown tint, but quickly disappears, absorbing into his skin.]
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[he snickers at himself, pushing said tray away and underneath the larger table where it won't be in the way for either of them. the stuff can sit there for a little while; it isn't rotting, just breaking down on a slow, chemical level.
next, he plucks a labeled bottle off of a shelf and wets the cloth with it. whatever this is has a much stronger smell, akin to a thick handful of cloves that have been burned, smashed, and distilled into a liquid. it goes on with a slight brown tint, but quickly disappears, absorbing into his skin.]