[Look now, this is not a you smelt it you dealt it situation. This is not his mess, for once. He just found it this way. At first Wrench doesn't notice the other man, not until he moves slightly into the edge of his vision.
That has him shooting up to his full height, gun aimed at the other... man. Clown? Who even knows really. Clowns aren't real people, let's just speak the truth. With a stern look he tries to catch whatever he's saying, but to he's always been shit at lip reading. After losing his partner he'd gotten a bit better, but not enough to just straight up understand what anyone is saying as they speak normally.
So he motions down to the body with the gun then points it back at whoever this is, nodding at him. Did you do this? is what he's asking.]
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That has him shooting up to his full height, gun aimed at the other... man. Clown? Who even knows really. Clowns aren't real people, let's just speak the truth. With a stern look he tries to catch whatever he's saying, but to he's always been shit at lip reading. After losing his partner he'd gotten a bit better, but not enough to just straight up understand what anyone is saying as they speak normally.
So he motions down to the body with the gun then points it back at whoever this is, nodding at him. Did you do this? is what he's asking.]