Valetni laboriously clambered down from the wagon. Taking his cane in hand, he made his way towards where everyone else had gathered.<br/><br/>"Interesting," He remarked, slowly bending down to more carefully examine the subject. He withdraw his knife from the folds of his robe. Taking a pair of thin leather gloves, he slipped them on one after another, flexing and scrunching his fingers a few times to get a proper fit. Placing one hand on the subject's forehead, he inserted the tip of the knife along the lacrimal sac. Carefully levering the eyeball out, Valetni was shocked to see the optic nerve was a composite of gold and organic matter. Valetni paused, thinking.<br/><br/>"Is there any chance we could delay the burning?" He coughed. "There is quite a lot I'd like to check out." He slipped the golden eye into his pocket.