T: oh no worries *he looked at the now torn piece of paper before putting it back together as if it were never torn* I don’t think I’ve seen you before… what’s your name?
T: *he sighs* you wanted to know why they call me doc? Well it’s best I give you an example cause talking is such a pain *he holds out the rag to you* now again put this in your mouth and bite.
T:
*he swings down rather than actually counting, and your arms falls clean off, Tay then garbs it and quickly reattached it as if it where never dismembered*