Hoss was not happy.

Granted, the little b*****d seldom was. But currently, Rusty had him in some sort of back sling, like some low class b***h's baby, and was taking him somewhere. Even worse, in this position he couldn't reach around to whack the servant!

Unhappy Hoss was quite unhappy.

Rusty was in a fairly decent mood himself. He was humming hymns under his breath as he walked into the unit. He'd been told about this place by that strange looking man, and decided it might be best to look into it. After all, anything that could help out Hoss later in life would be good!