"Luckily, no blood poisoning.", admitted Vince with a cough, putting on his torn jacket, now nastily stained with blood of both colors.
"So much meat in one place makes me feel hungry. How about... a snack ?", he asked, looking around with a faint smile.
Sick and unsettling enough, the Doc was completely calm in spite of latest possibility of painful death. At least he looked so on a first glance.
Breathe, Vic, breathe...