Reluctantly, he drew his teeth out of the wound, licking the blood off his teeth, cutting his tongue. "Eheheh... I got a little carried away with trying to eat your arm..." He laughed to himself quietly.
"Cool." He said, staring at the key, blood dripping all over it. He placed it in his pocket, with his important stuff, which was mainly gore. "Umm... what now?" He asked, staring at Angel oddly.
"You've had it for ages, have you not got used to it?" He asked, pulling out a pair of scissors. "I can cut it open and take it out if you really want it out..." He said.