[When he gets to the lap Niles is holding the end of his tail. Kind of cradling it in his arms, but less like one would hold an infant and more like one would hold a very fragile, very dangerous, incendiary weapon. The tip of his tail is bundled in a thick towel, clearly wrapped around something irregularly shaped.
He strides over to one of her lab tables and starts to unwrap it.]
I know it's fatal, but not instantly.
[The Squip had suffered for a few hours at least. When the towel is finally lifted away the sharp curved edge of a scorpion stinger juts out of the fluff. He gingerly parts the fur there, letting Entrapta see the whole bulbed structure more clearly.]
in person
He strides over to one of her lab tables and starts to unwrap it.]
I know it's fatal, but not instantly.
[The Squip had suffered for a few hours at least. When the towel is finally lifted away the sharp curved edge of a scorpion stinger juts out of the fluff. He gingerly parts the fur there, letting Entrapta see the whole bulbed structure more clearly.]