(he rumbles sleepily, nudging the book in his lap. One more chapter...)

this is all i can think every time i see this meme

That shoulder aint the softest, scarred and caked with dried blood. The Executioner lets out a long sigh of reluctant acceptance, and leans his pyramid back against the bookshelf.

He's allowed. Ex appreciated the stories. And also, Danny is warm, and it gets cold here in Midwich. He can stay as long as he likes.

(He picks up the little plushie, rumbling in puzzlement...)

...favorite...? hm... ...he gently tucks the plushie under his arm and carries on prowling the corridors of midwich, looking for intruders. Bring your little guy to work day, he supposes.

LETSGOOOOO

He tilts his great head, puzzled. Is not the point of the traps to kill the creatures? Does them being already dead make them not useful for food? Truly, the Trapper is very good at confusing him...

Picking you up and dunking you in the lake until you are hydrated

Pointing out that everyone on Trappers timeline, Trappers himself chose to follow.

🧍‍♂️

He looks at the detective critically. It isn't his fault the fog follows him everywhere. He's just built different. Metal jaws part so he can huff a terrible-smelling vapeless pyramid breath into Sebastian's face.

An offended rumble. The toothbrush has not yet been built that would work for him, and even if it was, it certainly hadn't been left here in Silent Hill for his convenience.

Does he look like a dog to you.

If the detective has time to be critical, he has time to fetch bones. Start searching, Mr. Dental expert.

He catches you staring. A low growl emanates from him, wet and rattling.

He's standing in the rain today, enjoying the sound of the cold drops hitting his metal face.