Splat the rat

Seth narrowed his eyes slightly at the trembling hand that was held defiantly aloft into the air, which strangely had some kind of makeshift pipe system attached to it which disappeared underneath the man's shirt.

Following the arm down to the face, he let out a soft sigh when he saw who it belonged to. His old friend Alfie, the guy with the scent based ability, who he had met when escaping his workplace with Cynthia right before Alfie saved his life.

He could see the determination on Alfie's face, as well as the fear he was desperately trying, and mostly failing, to hide in hopes that it would help his chances. Seth had to admit, it was working. Not his attempt to hide it, that was failing tremendously. But the fact he was practically trembling with fear yet still pushed on to volunteer, when he could just sit back and watch. It was respectable, however...