''I wouldn't advise it, see, even the undead fear us, this stuff brakes down any organic matter, flesh, bones, insides, hair, the whole lot. That unless you can reform from a full deatomization?'' he tried to scrach his back but to no avail. ''Sorry, would one of you mind, don't worry, jest my claws and bite are poisoness,'' he tried to look harmless but their faces said otherwise.