[ not familiar with a mummy? what is this guy, a fucking alien? well, it takes all kinds, he supposes. he's certainly had his fair share of discussing the minutia of others' worlds, as bizarre and heretical as they come. he never thought to ask any of them how they honor their dead, though it seems like such an obvious question now. ]
[ ah well. ]
I guess that depends on how tight the bandages are and how much you're wearing underneath. [ a one-shouldered shrug, the gesture not worked out of his system in spite of only having half the capacity. ]
[ what catches his attention next, however, is that strange, crystalline boned jade of the prosthetic, his hand turning prehensile fingers over in his own palm. ]
What's this? [ what a... broad question, but he looks at Vash expectantly. ]
no subject
[ ah well. ]
I guess that depends on how tight the bandages are and how much you're wearing underneath. [ a one-shouldered shrug, the gesture not worked out of his system in spite of only having half the capacity. ]
[ what catches his attention next, however, is that strange, crystalline boned jade of the prosthetic, his hand turning prehensile fingers over in his own palm. ]
What's this? [ what a... broad question, but he looks at Vash expectantly. ]