"A dead headcrab", Homura replied.She chuckles in amusement,
" No worries.. No worries at all. First time I've seen you pull a face."
she stands up, curling the ends of her long coloured locks,
" Yeah, they were people who took care of me, unlike my parents who left me here. They haven't even rung to see how I am coping! I can not even set foot in that damn house again. Nah, I'm homeless. That murder is still around.. I've been trying to seek help for some time..."
she strangely inspects the strange man that resembled a headcrab, she rolls her eyes tightening the cardigan around her petite frame,
" What the hell is that?"
With those few words, Homura attempts to slam down her foot into the strange mans skull. This would knock him unconcious for a few moments.
"Let me ask you something... Say he was found... What would you want to happen to him?" She asks.