Pinguin swallows, staring at the razor sharp knife under his jaw. "Ah, and perhaps you would have done better escorting the Hauptmann, eh? I'm sure you would have, now that I think about it," he retorts with an angry look in his eye. "You think I am responsible for the deaths of Task Force, Firewall, and Fincuan, MY shipmates?" He quickly looks at Jimbuna, and motions for the flora he is holding. "Here, I will prove to you I am not one of these teufels."
"No! Better!" he says suddenly as a new thought crosses his mind, and he pulls a silver knife from his inside his coat. "I pulled this from the galley this morning, and have been carrying it since for protection. I will prove once and for all I human." He raises his left hand for all to see, and with the silver implement cuts a deep gash into the palm of his hand.
"Still do not believe me?"
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