[an interesting comment, the erune thinks. nehan has only heard such things from fellow doctors. scientists. usually, people in the field of preparing the dead, or necromancers.

without knowing this man, there's no way for nehan to tell if this is normal for him or not.]

I'm capable of handling that. [but if you want to catch the attention of someone who prepares bodies, you need to show them something nice, shiny and sharp-- nehan is no exception to this. he reaches into his suit jacket and unwraps a scalpel, brandishing it in the air even as it takes on a slight yellow gleam from the magic imbuing his body.]

I have knives made for such things. Come, let me examine you to see if you're fit for the job, and then send you on your way.