Every now and then, when it's right before dinner time or when he's not really paying attention, Conrad will put smells to people.
Veser, he sort of smells like salmon. Sometimes he'll catch himself standing over the kid while he sleeps, just breathing in deeply. He always freaks out and starts to think that he's going to kill him one day, just sink his teeth in and, give a hard suck and drain the kid dry.
Toni, she smells like beef stew. Hot, spicy, he can almost feel it burning his tongue as stands next to her. And by the looks she gives him, she's ready to take him if he ever tries to take a bite.
Hanna, (uggh) imagine a dead animal roting for a week, old seafood, garbage left on the curb for a month and sewage put in a blinder and then heated. Yeah, that's him. Christ he doesn't even breath to close to the kid anymore.
The Zombie? He's like . . . a Cinnamon aromatic candle. It smells good, but it doesn't make you hungry. He likes the zombie because of this, sometimes he'll just stand behind him and breath, it's so refreshing.
Lamont, the guy smells like a greasy burger and fries. If he ever ate the guy he would fear for his arteries.
Every one has a certain smell. The old lady next door? Smells like apple sauce. The Barista at his favorite coffee shop? Icing. The Mexican guy who sits outside his shop? Smells like a Cesar salad.
but the worst, the absolute worst thing is worth. The man smells like a steak. A charcoal grilled, marinated steak. And God! Some days he just wants to bite the man and just taste him again, cause dammit he's delicious!