Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190417015551/@comment-26892768-20190425153230

Mad Ben looks between the boat and Underbite. He can probably chase this guy off just fine, but at the same time...there's still his alternate counterpart to deal with. Quite frankly, he doesn't want to waste precious time he could be thrashing the green snot after he finishes this.

"Deal." Mad Ben grunts, putting aside a good portion of the boat with his tail before resuming his meal. He gets so busy eating that he doesn't notice his Omnitrix once again turning yellow to scan some newly found DNA, this time found in the Tinkerbats running off to the next piece of cover.