[He reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally wants to say something encouraging about the skull and, in fact, is feeling oddly as if he bullied said skull. The skull, of course, is just clacking its jaw, biting the air.]
I can't blame... [...] ...him.
[...]
Do you think-
[-that if we were to take the skull and set it up on a pike we could find answers of course not, it has no lips and is just clacking its jaw angrily.
...]
He probably wants some privacy.
[...this is just awkward. The skull doesn't want some privacy, it's just awkward to see it there. Chomping at air. Staring at them.]
That sounds pleasant, actually.
I can't blame... [...] ...him.
[...]
Do you think-
[-that if we were to take the skull and set it up on a pike we could find answers of course not, it has no lips and is just clacking its jaw angrily.
...]
He probably wants some privacy.
[...this is just awkward. The skull doesn't want some privacy, it's just awkward to see it there. Chomping at air. Staring at them.]