"Done and motherfucking done, bro," He laughs, shaking his head. "HOPE YOU'S READY FOR ONE MOTHERFUCKING HELL OF A LIST."

Alright, he can't pick at this fish much more than he has. He best get to cleaning. He rises up-- coming to tower over Sam at seven feet and then horns on top, while still looking like a teenager somehow-- and takes his business on at to the sink.

"I'll see you around, brother," He says.