"You're not just like me, you're a fucking skeleton!"
The words are out before Mat even thinks about them, an automatic response to what sounds like a ludicrous statement. There is a vast difference between the two of them. A vast, fleshy difference.
"You're a fucking skeleton," he repeats, his mind trying desperately to understand how that's even possible. He's seen some monsters in his time, but Trollocs and Fades make sense. They have flesh and blood and he assumes organs and all the rest. How does a skeleton even think or talk? How does it have a brain? How does it move?
no subject
The words are out before Mat even thinks about them, an automatic response to what sounds like a ludicrous statement. There is a vast difference between the two of them. A vast, fleshy difference.
"You're a fucking skeleton," he repeats, his mind trying desperately to understand how that's even possible. He's seen some monsters in his time, but Trollocs and Fades make sense. They have flesh and blood and he assumes organs and all the rest. How does a skeleton even think or talk? How does it have a brain? How does it move?
"What the hell holds you up?"