Not the reaction he was looking for, but definitely a more interesting one than the other group. This pair was different in more than just the looks department and at both of their replies, the skeleton's smile seemed to grow wider. He straightened and moved further in toward the dock, the bones of his feet clicking against the wooden planks. "Not wrong, hm? How pleasant it is to be among kindred company."

"Not that kindred though. You still have flesh on your bones - at least for a little while." He reached out with the staff and drew the boat closer, tapping it up against the side of the dock. "As for your questions - or your sort of questions - here are your answers: no, yes, and death if you're of the useless sort."

There that just about answered everything, right? He might have gotten the order mixed up, but that was their fault for not asking in a more structured manner. One question at a time, for goodness sake. "Always in such a rush, no sense of how to have a nice conversation. You and the other group, too. Looks like I switched the Blondies out for Mr. Mint there and the Cute One for Miss Blueberry. Weeell, aren't I just ever so lucky."

He laughed - the sound of gravel grating against rock and bone - and motioned to the boat. "So you here for a ride or just to shoot the breeze?"