Vinnie stared at them for a moment longer. If Bulba wasn't going to do it, then... well, could he picture himself picking them up? For a moment he tried imagining it. The urge was certainly there, as though touching them would somehow absorb them back into his body and everything would be back in its rightful place.

But they were dead. A piece of dead.. him.

A shiver shot through Vinnie as he very quickly turned away and hurried out of the room with renewed distress. "Fuck it neithercani."