Duke groaned, saying "You have no idea," as he glanced over at Theodore and turned around to sit on the table, crossing one leg over the other and leaning back cooly. He couldn't help but grin and roll his eyes at Bomba. She went from spazzy to cuddly and weird in two seconds, but he was used to it. He figured Theodore, however, wasn't.
Duke took another gulp from his bottle and wiped the back of his hand across his lips, finally looking down at his leg. He hadn't expected it to be bad but he can see some red on his pants - apparently he wasn't completely exaggerating. He just hadn't been aware of any actual damage.