...bone constructs. [Saxsice repeats this slowly, mystified.] Like, uh...skeletons? Walkin' skeletons? Met someone recently who could do that. Kinda...a unique talent. [One you don't forget easily.

Saxsice dusts her hands off on her pants, looking up at the bell she'd just run thoughtfully, then flashing a very toothy grin towards the other woman.] Sure I am. Part-time, at least.