Shamus picked up the eye that had rolled near his foot, before turning to the shrouded man. "I'm guessing my questions about who and what you are will be answered shortly, because other than the violin this subject is entirely foreign to me." Shamus explained with a sigh, as he pulled out his knife to clean the remains of of him. "Okay than friend, let us move out of this damned shit heap they call a "sewer".