"They're trying to keep you from knowing what's up 'cause of zombies obviously." He thought for a moment, considering other options. "Or like, they got telekinetic little girls in the basement being trained to spy on Russians and shit."
He lifted a shoulder, being coy about the ways he might or might not be breaking the law. Mao liked to cultivate an air of mystery even if people didn't exactly fall for it. He had never really done anything big, like, killed someone and ate them or anything like that. A little stealing here and there never hurt anyone, he was just evening things up. Those people had more compared to his hardly any. Ying and yang and all that good shit.
Mao's brows came together at Ben denying having dogs. It was a weird thing to lie about, and the answer caught him off guard. He sidled up closer to the other teen, breathing deep before tilting his sunglasses down so he could give Ben a good look over. "Because you smell like a dog, dude." Bluntly stated, but not truly meant as an insult. His nose was never wrong.