[ Absolutely going to lose it. Kugrash's whole snout wrinkles, clearly annoyed--he's always annoyed--and even if it's not at the poor girl, it's hard to steel his face. He's never really been good at that sort of shit. ]

God dammit.

[ And, loudly, to anyone who will listen: ] We're all okay with this? We're all cool? Yeah? Great.

Absolutely fuck me---hey, kiddo, sorry about gettin' the short end of the stick around here. I'm--oh. Yeah.

[ He tries to smile and throw his arms wide--this is friendly, right? This is how to be friendly? He grins, though his yellowed teeth look more like he's about to bite. He's not very good at this whole 'try not to look nice and welcoming' business. ]

I'm Kugrash by the way, uh, sorry about my whole deal, too. 'Cause I'm a rat. You know. Uuuuh--how long you been here?