"We ain't got no fuckin' choice, then." Neo lifted up Martha's corpse from the floor and seated it on top of the chair she sat on when they were questioning her. He straightened up her clothes as a rudimentary attempt to eliminate any crease on her clothes. He did such to in order to try to cover up the fact that the body was moved or carried.<br/><br/>Neo dusted his hands off and said, "Well, fuck it, I guess dat takes care of them problems or sumfin'. At least, we ain't got no pill residue on ah fingers, so we clear now." In his mind, the fact that there was no trace of harm done to Martha was enough not to implicate them with a murder or manslaughter. Still, it was a source of concern because he wasn't quite sure that the ruse will work. He was aware that it was weak, even with the application of alchemy.<br/><br/>"I migh' need to use sum' potion to change mah fingerprints, but that ain't enough. I can't fuckin' change mah DNA, ya' know? I mean, even if I could, I fuckin' wouldn't. Dat shit's gon' make me a retard or mo'." He was cleaning his ear with his pinky.<br/><br/>"So yeah," Neo addressed Unknown. "Wha's da fuckin' plan now? We still gon' ask the otha's or what?"