[Well...in my experience, I think I can say I'm still who I was before I kicked the bucket,] Hurricroak admitted freely. [Hell, there are parts of me thinking I need to go and make up for lost time...when the opportunity presents itself...and I no longer feel awkward about being dead for multiple decades.]
[So you remember your old name and who you were?]
[Yup.]
[Would you mind sharing it or-]
[Over my...wait, I already died...over my my freshly exploded body.]
[Fair enough.]
[What about you Frosttusk? I know you mentioned it before, but...]
[...]
The mammoth kaijin was silent for a couple of moments, as if to build up tension to his eventual answer to the group.
[Frosttusk?]
After those moments, Frosttusk proceeded to get up from his seat, walk over to one of the oil lamps that illuminated the ship and proceeded to dump the burning contents all over his person.
[What the...]
