Well, it is made of souls, so she's not far off...either way, Al settles the helmet back on to hide the glow and stands up again.
"It's all Brother had on hand that was made with iron--it's his blood that held my soul in here. Kind of lucky our dad kept this old thing in his lab, honestly."
Creepily convenient, but he's pretty sure that's a conspiracy theory that leads to nothing more than a snipe hunt.
"We met a few other people put into armors like this when we were traveling, but they'd been ripped out of their bodies on purpose to be made into guards." Barry and the Slicer brothers were pitiable to be certain, even if they had been horrible people. "It got awkward sometimes having to explain why I never ate."
He tilts his helmet then, curious. "What sort of vessels had you seen before, though?"
frick didn't notice i switched prose forms on you
"It's all Brother had on hand that was made with iron--it's his blood that held my soul in here. Kind of lucky our dad kept this old thing in his lab, honestly."
Creepily convenient, but he's pretty sure that's a conspiracy theory that leads to nothing more than a snipe hunt.
"We met a few other people put into armors like this when we were traveling, but they'd been ripped out of their bodies on purpose to be made into guards." Barry and the Slicer brothers were pitiable to be certain, even if they had been horrible people. "It got awkward sometimes having to explain why I never ate."
He tilts his helmet then, curious. "What sort of vessels had you seen before, though?"