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Jeiel feels the substance on his nose. The minute he realizes it to be blood he cringes in fright. "The F? And wait.... those voices..... that language.... that can't be good." Tempted to pull out a weapon, he stops. "No. I'm in someone's household. Won't be the basis of trouble." He goes to the source of the noise.