His new friend. R liked the sound of that. He rather have friends than a long list of people who would love to head-shot him or were pissed he ate a relative. Friends was much, much better. R would've nodded along at anything at this point, still enjoying this funny little feeling located somewhere where his guts should be. Bert? Veryawesome. R was glad all over again that they met.

"I'll...try," R said, after watching Bert's arm showing off how flexible he was. R's movements were much more stiff and jerky, not quite rolling like a fluid wave.

"How's...that?" R asked.