[Don't mind me joining in!]
*At the sound of the call for help, a pair of white eyes shined in his direction. The newcomers eyes were that of a human's, white with black pupils, but also had a shine like a soft candle. The figure then pulled down their brown hoodie, softly smiling at the poor thin bomb that was in-front of them.*
"Ello? Ya need something?"
*They asked this in a nervous yet excited tone, their fuse slightly wagging in curiosity and joy.*
The bomb-headed being in front of them had an expression that seemed lost.
"I don't... know who I am... I should know that, sh... shouldn't I?" It's eye that didn't have a vine growing from it looked down at the ground, in an expression that seemed somewhere between forlorn and near-tears. They didn't seem to know anything he could do about it... And wasn't that to be expected, if it really couldn't remember themselves?
