[As Nanu peers down, the newly revealed wounds on Guzma's face don't surprise him in the least. Maybe not expected, but not surprising. He un-crosses his arms and takes a good look at the other man, signature eyebrow still cocked.]
[He can't argue against that, not that he wants to. It's likely Nanu will invite him inside to at least treat his injuries, but not until things are set straight. The important thing is that Anabel wouldn't mind if it was Nanu making the call.]
You look like crap. You gonna tell me what happened?
[Guzma's being unusually considerate, despite the circumstances. Nanu doesn't know what to make of it.]
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[He can't argue against that, not that he wants to. It's likely Nanu will invite him inside to at least treat his injuries, but not until things are set straight. The important thing is that Anabel wouldn't mind if it was Nanu making the call.]
You look like crap. You gonna tell me what happened?
[Guzma's being unusually considerate, despite the circumstances. Nanu doesn't know what to make of it.]