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He's armed.
He's prepared.
He's ready to kick some terrifying space monkey ass.
That said, he's just waiting for Spoon and Sarge. Not as if the end of the universe did appointment setting. Thus he's enjoying a light meal, just some broth and a bit of bread so that he wouldn't get hungry. No Guinness for the moment; he'll have pheromones hitting him from all directions so he doesn't need anything else messing about with his brains.
Just waiting for Spoon and Sarge.
He's prepared.
He's ready to kick some terrifying space monkey ass.
That said, he's just waiting for Spoon and Sarge. Not as if the end of the universe did appointment setting. Thus he's enjoying a light meal, just some broth and a bit of bread so that he wouldn't get hungry. No Guinness for the moment; he'll have pheromones hitting him from all directions so he doesn't need anything else messing about with his brains.
Just waiting for Spoon and Sarge.