"You're what? No." Palomo is hushed down, voice as low as it can be but still audible. "You're crazy." Taking his hands down away from his mouth and nose. Hands into fists down at his side in some slight protest. Then he calms so quickly.

Palomo is quite eager to see this mysterious Crow in action. Kid was always very swayed by actions that can be considered heroic and stupid.

Taking a long breath in and grins to himself. "Okay, okay. Are we winging this? Or, do you got something solid in store?" He's visibly shaken up, but if Palomo was good at one thing it's pushing away his nerves and just going with what ever is thrown at him.

He nearly gags again as his nostrils fill with the horrid smell once more, nearly costing him his build up composure.