[The subject at hand was, of course, eyeballs. But, let it be noted that Leo took Sam's suggestion to take her to see the parents if he ever decided to do it. He didn't mind the idea of Sam protecting him from stuff he couldn't handle. Whether it be shitty parents or pick pockets.
Anyway. Eyeballs.
Leo watched in horror as she crouched down and touched and SMELLED the goop on the floor.] You can smell the blood? [He commented because they both knew that a regular human probably couldn't pick that out, especially something that old.] This was made before they started putting a lot of extra chemicals in. Stuff to get you addicted. Companies that didn't went under the fastest. And, it's not hippy organic shit because I can tell it's not small batched. [Leo wished they were in a gas station so he could point out all the chemicals he could just see.]