[Hellboy's face doesn't work as well as a human's for expressing very subtle emotions. Luckily, what the hell???? is not extremely subtle, and he sort of boggles at this guy just launching himself up out of a basement, from the top of a floating barrel, to just kind of hang out next to him.
If there was ever anyone who made him feel as graceful as a sack of cats...]
Sure... [It doesn't really answer the many, many questions he has, but he'll let it go. He's too tired right now.
Too tired and still getting eaten by leeches, apparently. That's great. Grunting, Hellboy reaches inside his coat to pull more leeches off from where they'd attached on his middle.]
So, I'm Hellboy.
[As if this whole situation wasn't just the weirdest thing and he wasn't on the run from the po-po and he wasn't pulling carapaced leeches off his body and crushing them in his sledgehammer hand.]
too late, it already happened
If there was ever anyone who made him feel as graceful as a sack of cats...]
Sure... [It doesn't really answer the many, many questions he has, but he'll let it go. He's too tired right now.
Too tired and still getting eaten by leeches, apparently. That's great. Grunting, Hellboy reaches inside his coat to pull more leeches off from where they'd attached on his middle.]
So, I'm Hellboy.
[As if this whole situation wasn't just the weirdest thing and he wasn't on the run from the po-po and he wasn't pulling carapaced leeches off his body and crushing them in his sledgehammer hand.]