"Just saying." Reaper looked at Ruby for a second then kept walking.
Ruby sneezed and started to shiver.
"Wonder what Cinder made for dinner tonight," Reaper spoke aloud.
"No idea. You staying for dinner Knuckles?" Ruby about bumped into Reaper.

"Thanks, but probably not. I did what I came to do, so I just wanna go home an take a bath..." Knuckles replied. "Unless that's considered impolite." He added.

"It's fine." Reaper muttered.
"Techinally you haven't yet. The base and blade have not been made into a scythe." Ruby reasoned.

"Technically, you said you only wanted my help with the blade." Knuckles reminded her. "Don't abuse my goodwill."

"Fine hold your nose." They started to walk under where Fang's tried to wash socks. The 'Stink' was heavy in the air.
Reaper held his breath.

Knuckles obeyed and made no complaint on the scent of the room. Not that he had nothing to complain about.

They walked past it the smell still lingering.
"It's safe now." Reaper took a deep breath, "Just don't sniff to hard."
Ruby let go of her nose.

Knuckles huffed and shook himself.

The tunnel lead to where Reaper had first brought Knuckles. A dark form appeared and jumped at Reaper. Reaper caught the form and petted it, "I know I know. I am late sorry if I scared you."
Stalker purred while glaring at Knuckles, What happened to Ruby?

"She wasn't doing well on the trip..." Knuckles reported to the cat.