And then he walked back in like nothing had happened of note. He did pop into the bathroom with the incinerator and drop his suit jacket in there along with his button up shirt, which was really too bad because they were both favorites of his. He pulled an identical button up shirt out of the cabinet over the toilet and flushed while he buttoned it up. He ran the faucet while he checked his face and hands for blood. A little in his hair was wiped away and he determined that he could head back into the sitting room with his sweet little pets.