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Sitting down in the odd room, Khnemu was flummoxed at the presence of lights that seemed to let out the same radiance as a flame, and how this man could manage to light his home despite not seeming to be royalty. He was terrified of the loud whistling that came out of the kitchen, though Malcoda's calm demeanor set him at ease. Pulling off his mask, he revealed a lip-less mouth with rotted gums and yellow teeth, sand pouring from his mouth a moment before it was clean.

"I apologize for my appearance, the years have been cruel." He said as he unwrapped his arms, green and stitched up heavily. He did not reveal his goggles, which seemed embedded into his head, nor his cloak, for fear of transforming accidentally.

"That language you spoke when you fixed the beast," he said quietly, "I have never heard it, and the knowing god Thoth taught me all of this planet's languages. How do you know this language?" He questioned, suspicion in his mind.