[@Lucius Cypher]

[i]I'm going to stop expecting things.[/i] Kenji thought as the door opened and a man with no nose allowed him to step inside. [i]It's always worse. No matter how I try to prepare myself, this place just keeps getting worse.[/i] Again he found himself thankful that everything he could have retched up had already been retched. Kenji turned his head to the side, towards the clean air outside the door, and tried his best to filter his breathing. He didn't even want to try breathing through his mouth, as he was sure the chemical smell would be strong enough to taste. When he thought he had enough air to make words with, he turned back to Tailor.

"Don't want to wear them. If you'll pay for them or trade or something, I'll drag the other four corpses over here. I just need a way to get by in this world."

He turned his head and took another breath. 

"...Might not hurt, though, if you could...teach me how to skin them? It'll make bringing more easier." He turned a shade paler as he spoke, but he had to do this. He couldn't haul corpses around all the time. Pelts and hides, those would be much easier to handle without all the flesh and organs inside. It was going to be disgusting and he was probably going to pass out at some point if he kept pushing this threshold of insanity, but it had to be done.