[A wondering Constantin is the cutest thing, or so his wild boyfriend thinks. He kisses the precious space between the man's eyebrows, glad he is thinking about the right kind of death. That is, not his own.]

I honestly wish I knew. This one merely contracts itself and wrings its toes, but it has probably lost impetus by now. Of course, if I had a whole body, it would be a completely different matter. There's nothing more stunning than a proper reanimation.

[Constantin knows the little doctor so well. He does make a face at the m word. Still, he can't help but abide to his dear's wishes, especially when he's in such a sad state.]

...I see it comes in a beautiful shape, at least.