AP-00.07

Calm down. Calm down. No need to rain down hellfire. (Again.) Oh look, my glass is down here. I'll just reach down and… …hmm… …huh. Guess what I just realised? We don't have fingers & therefore can't pick anything up? Yes. But also: No mouths. How are we even talking? I'll be sure to ask that artist guy in between- bouts of garrotting him with my otherwise useless noodle arms.