I’d seen Siegfried take a brief survey of the bodies, but now he stood against the wall, looking at… the bottom of his shoes?
He slipped off one of his shoes with a grumble and held it in my face. They were faint, but definitely there– light stains had started to form in the leather of his shiny brown dress shoes.
Now that I looked down, I saw a few spots on my sneakers, too. Darn.
He sighed and glanced towards Gugalanna’s lifeless body.
In my defense, I actually don’t have a very good sense of smell, nor was I familiar with that particular chemical scent. But something had smelled off ever since I entered the room…