Angel Dust

He flushes and there's a bashful laugh.

"...it's a shithole," Antony agrees, setting his case down, "But I'm a big boy, I can handle a bit a mess." A whole...whole lotta mess. He happens upon a rat trap that's done it's job some time ago from the looks of it, and he backs away closer to the perceived safety of his keeper.

His head turns with interest, then looks briefly apologetic, but it doesn't stop him from pressing- "Something else?"