Algidus had already sputtered at the mere prospect. "Yes, good idea!" he squawked, hooking his fingers tighter into the corpse and beginning to trudge forward. All of the places that her offhand remark was taking his brain was... well, they ranked from unenjoyable to being straight-up flustering, and the alien was tired of feeling his cheekbones turn purple.

"Come on," he growled, hiking the carcass up to get a better grip on it, "I want to see if anything's changed while I was out hunting this creature."