Oh Zack, you poor dope.

[sweetfacelove]

...What do you mean the only face I make with my helmet off is 'confused?' What about when...

Uuuh. [Hold on he's sure he's made other faces.] Well, I smile sometimes too. How is this my fault? I can't help it if I spent most of my time in life threatening situations. In space! Excuse me for not being able to do that without a helmet.

Jerk.

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[spirit_says_so]

Is there something particularly special about your helmet?

[sweetfacelove]

[Whrr whrr click click, check it out. Now he has a robot face.]

If you want to put it lightly.

[spirit_says_so]

How did you do that? Some sort of magic device?

[avatar_amon]

Just be grateful you have a face left at all. Not all of us are so lucky.

[sweetfacelove]

Alien technology, actually.

[spirit_says_so]

Huh. Where did you come across something like that?

[sweetfacelove]

...Well, you got me there!

[avatar_amon]

And the fact you have a helmet, not a mask, should help you stay that way. It's small consolation, but it's there.

[sweetfacelove]

It literally fell out of the sky one day. Some guys get all the luck, huh?

[sweetfacelove]

See, this is what I'm getting at. Most of the time I'm fighting something that could melt my face off, so of course I'm going to have my helmet on. I mean, okay, so it's inconvenient for this... whatever this is, but c'mon. Cut me some slack, you know what I mean?

[avatar_amon]

I understand. Muns, however, typically do not. You have no idea the time and effort mine has put into finding an icon of what's under my mask, just to be contrary to me. Fortunately, she hasn't succeeded.

[spirit_says_so]

If you can call that luck.

[sweetfacelove]

I won't say its all been good, but I'd rather have had it happen than not, know what I meant?

[sweetfacelove]

...So you've got something under there, right?

[avatar_amon]

Enough to see and breathe, and eat, albeit very, very painfully. Just enough to live. Nothing more.

[sweetfacelove]

Woah, that's... Heavy. Maybe I shouldn't ask about this stuff, none of my business.

[spirit_says_so]

I understand.

[And Raven's just gonna stand there and cross his arms.]

[sweetfacelove]

[Because this isn't super awkward or anything.

Not at all.]

So uh. Magic, huh? You into all that?

[avatar_amon]

I already withstood an entire press conference asking me about it. You, at least, mean no offense. I wouldn't advise looking further into it, though. The details are unsavory at best.

[sweetfacelove]

Yeah, uh, I've had this problem lately about just saying the first thing that pops into my head. Like I'm wondering if you have to shave-

...See, stuff like that. Don't answer that.

[spirit_says_so]

Uh. No. I've seen plenty of it, though.

[This guy is...probably a Mundy. Raven'll keep it vague, he decides.]

You know, Vegas magicians and that sort of thing.

[avatar_amon]

I'm fine answering that: no. I do not.

[sweetfacelove]

Oh, right. I thought you meant like wizards and magic armour and stuff. I don't have much experience of that, but I've been told it's a pain to deal with.

[Well, he ain't magic but he sure ain't mundane neither.]

[sweetfacelove]

Honestly, it was more for my own mental health.

[spirit_says_so]

What else is your alien technology capable of?

[Raven's not gonna touch the comment.]