Almost glaring at Emerald, Sal simmered: "We've only used three of the five bodies. There's a helluva lot more we can do here and you know it."
To prove his point, Sal gutted the skinned corpse, and with careful precision, removed the small intestines from it. Tucking away his utensils, he stretched the organ out, curled it in his hand, and even considered skipping rope for a very prepubescent second. That was obviously not his personality at all.
"Some more skin patches can go on the ceiling. Walls, too." He directed back at Emerald. "But this baby...this'll be my little treat to my children..." This was directed to his prived wall of weaponry, a wall which he decorated with the intestines of four of the corpses.