"Oh. Huh. Don't think Purgatory had a theatre department." Not to mention how much that kind of thing was looked down upon in his day and age. Definitely not taught in school, that's for sure. Though recognition comes to Bobo, nodding then once. "Got it. Shoulda known the way you talk. Knew a lawyer or two in my day. Apparently talking like that is a universal thing."

Which is amusing, and kind of scary.

That answer makes Bobo straighten, looking down at Foggy curiously. "So you built them to torture them?" Chuckling, he shakes his head in amusement. "You need blood, we have some at the butcher shop stored."

Because helping is good, right?