08-19-2016, 04:30 AM
Fenris frowned and inched back from the table slightly. "What the fuck..." he cursed quietly, already feeling the subtle wave of nausea pass over him at the thought of even having swallowed bites of the sandwich. He's thought all carriers were on the same side here, they were all together, but apparently not. Maybe the waitress' boss had told her to spit in it? Even so, he couldn't help but feel a bit of anger towards her, but he was taken aback when Darren lashed out at her. "Oh, uh, yeah." He took the coat and slipped it on quickly and took Darren's hand to haul himself up. There'd been a few snickers and gasps as they walked out but Fenris couldn't have been more happy to leave that place, although now... "I feel like I wanna vomit." And at this point he just might.