Tod was lying on the floor, tapping on his chin repeatedly. "Hmm, I've never dissected any of the other circus freaks... I wonder what they look like on the inside." His mind raced and he imagined himself slowly cutting open each of the other circus members and a large smile spread across his face. The smile quickly faded as he sighed, "But of coarse... I'm not allowed to do that." He sat up and stretched a bit. "I can imagine though, no one has control of that." He fixed his glaces and went back to day dreaming about dissecting the others.