Eugh, don't splash that mayo and tuna water all over the place. Then Kabal has to clean it and if there's one thing he doesn't want to do it's clean anything. He watches Len try to make his great escape impassively, standing against the sink with his arms crossed. Kinda. More holding his injured arm with his good one. In all honestly he's a little afraid to move his other in case Len is bullshitting him and his whole arm is about to shatter and fall to pieces.

"Me? You're the one the froze the cart like an idiot and then let it hit you." Clearly this is Len's fault and Kabal is innocent of all crimes. If he thought this place had an organ black market things might be different, "Oh please, you're a pretty little twink but you're not that impressive, all your parts and clothes are still there."

He rolls his eyes, wondering why he even bothered saving this guy in the first place.

"You passed out. And you reek."