[House glances down. Oh. Right. Welp. Time to lie.
He wags a finger back and forth. Blood? Who said these are blood stains? He mimes reaching down and picking up a handful of dirt, rubbing it between his fingers, then dropping it, wrinkling his nose and wiping his hand across his chest.
no subject
He wags a finger back and forth. Blood? Who said these are blood stains? He mimes reaching down and picking up a handful of dirt, rubbing it between his fingers, then dropping it, wrinkling his nose and wiping his hand across his chest.
Dirt. It's totally dirt, bro.]