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“It’s good for anyone to have a few secrets…” Sigh retorts, but starts trailing off almost in the middle of speaking, his sentence left nearly unfinished, ended in a mumble. He lifts up a bony hand and strokes at his chin, briefly distracted, but seems to suddenly remember himself and turns to her with a coy grin, fingers still cradling his jaw.
“Anyway.”
The Genasi moves his hand away to give her a dismissive wave, shaking his head a little as they reach the front room. “It’s the Hive- I wouldn’t worry about anything that comes out of there, cutter… What will seem weird to you Primes will be as common as foamjaws in mutts to the Hivers.” He indicates himself with his other hand. “Or as common as common as foamjaws in Hivers.” Sigh snickers at his own statement and turns away to approach the door. “The body’s been collected, no doubt- sans a few teeth. Suppose you can just hope some other sod ends up lost the same way. I know a powerful necromancer or two around the Cage, could’ve been them, could’ve not.”
The Dust Genasi pushes open the door and steps outside, pressing his fingers to the inside to keep it open for Ash.
“A few secrets are healthy” Ash teased, though quickly picked up that something was off about Sigh. Or, at the very least, his mind thought up something so very curious and she was interested in what from how he grinned. “Anyway?” She mimicked softly with a little smile. “So, you are saying petrified and blackened organs are the norm?” She knew what he was getting at, but she still wanted to jest. That, and she found his words quite interesting. “Tell me about these necromancers, will you my dear?” Ash cooed as she walked through the door, such words and tones from a Cleric may come off as odd, for good or bad. Especially given that her diety was still up in the air, meaning for all purposes, so were her intentions.















