[Salone]

Na'lsa's eyebrows perked up as the group began to congregate around a particular crucifix. They rose even higher as what appeared to be a corpse began to move, and even speak. He strode towards the gathering, speaking in a tone of nostalgia.

"Now this...this looks familiar! I found this host body of mine perched upon a cross as well. You share a common fate with this vessel!"

He clapped his hands together, finding the similarity to be like the two having the same type of pet when they were children. His eyes roved over the skin, taking in the delicious meal that he had missed. Living skin still possessed its secrets, and it had been awhile since he had had something truly alive. He had decided in an effort to save his Father's flock, that his diet had become severely limited.