Korsarro scratches his head, once again enjoying that the blind man could not see this "I have absolutely no idea Brother Zato, perhaps if you head to where the masked man and Mary went off to you might find out from them? They said something about Buzzies? My apologies. I must go find flesh for bandages, if I have enough materials left over I shall make you a spiffing hat Brother." Korsarro runs off in the direction of the kitchen, toddling along on his miniscule feet. He NEEDED a blade, he had not cut flesh in so long, and with drinking out of the window it was the only solace he could have anytime soon.