[Eugene had some response about vivisection forming on the tip of his tongue, how parents would probably riot outside the schools, but then he glanced over at Kenny and realized that his objections didn't seem to be entirely whining.
(And Eugene hated the smell of formaldehyde as much as anyone else, so he could agree on that. It was not something to be enjoyed, ever.)]
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(And Eugene hated the smell of formaldehyde as much as anyone else, so he could agree on that. It was not something to be enjoyed, ever.)]
Kenny, you gonna be alright? You don't look well.