without a rustic spoon + aya

Collecting body parts for a young girl? How morbid. How interesting. How morbidly interesting. "Anythin’s betta’ than bein’ bored, as morbid as that is", he’d exclaim, completely unfazed by Aya’s twaddle of a threat. Of course, Leroy wasn’t interested in doing this free of cost. Perhaps a reward could be in order, or, he could possibly have her owe him a favour. ”Okay, you rascal,” he’d begin lightheartedly, ”you got me, I’m your mutt. Howeva’, I would like t’ know if there’s anythin’ in it f’r me, other th’n pride an’ accomplishment an’ such”.