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Jules is now glaring at Roman. "Don't you try putting me in a basement. Might find I'm a little harder to keep locked down than you think." Rats can fit into quite small holes after all.

"Is that so? That's funny, because I've always found chains to be quite useful at keeping people locked up until I've decided what to do with 'em..." Roman hit back, heedless of the ghoul's warning words. Now he really wanted to stick Jules in his basement, to keep the man as a morbid pet of sorts since who could say they had a cannibal under their control? Nobody he knew of and besides, it would be hilarious. Still, he didn't have Jules under his thumb just yet nor was he keen on the idea of getting too close. He'd seen the man ripping a mouthful of flesh from a rotting corpse, and didn't fancy ending up on the menu himself. Raising his hand, Roman snapped his fingers, instantly getting his men's attention. "You heard him, boys. Get his nasty ass down there - then we'll see how long he lasts!"

Wilbur being from Utah…. Okay. I’m okay. I’m so okay.

L’manburg was for those who weren’t American. So if Wilbur was American all along,,, then L’manburg was never for him. It was for his friends, and it was never for him.