That's a bit weird then, isn't it? I didn't think it caught on outside Krat... Guess we don't hear much of other parts of the world, though. Let alone in someone else's! Maybe I should have read it after all.

[Lucky that he didn't, or he'd be even more bitter than he already is.]

Oh, let's see...

[He'd rather not linger on these thoughts, but having a working set of eyes on alert would probably make his life easier, if he was unfortunate enough to have that puppet show up.]

Not much of a talker. ...He was a bit of a handsome fellow, truthfully. Looked just like a human, a little older than me, except for his arm. It was his... [Which arm was it... Which was the one that had relentless brought a sword at him with emotion a machine shouldn't have? It would be the one opposite of that.] Left. Impressive work, fitting of a Workshop craftsman's son. Heh, must've be nice, not having to spend all his savings on a disability.

The really strange thing -- his hair got longer, between our meetings. Why waste time on a little change like that?