[Oh, it was just more messing with him, and there he was getting terribly sentimental out of the blue. Is it just the relief of talking with another skeleton, after so many people whose skeletons - if they even have any - are hidden away?]

Ugh. Of course not. [After all, all they have in common is being here, and made of bones, and having scarves and bracers.]

But don't come crying to me if more skeletons show up, and no one shows you the respect an ambassador deserves!

[If he were being completely honest with himself, the idea of being an ambassador... It seems right. He knows what it is, like he knows what bones and gloves and dogs are... Well, maybe not as well as he knows bones.]