Private A price for knowledge

Alby kept staring at the lifeless creature, slowly calming himself down. "A gryphon you say?" He narrowed his eyes, admitting the shape was similar.

When his task was explained, he wasn't really sure what to say. On one end, this was actually an incredible opportunity. Performing an autopsy on a supernatural creature would provide insight and facts he could never hope to obtain through his usual means. On the other, this creature was likely intelligent. He didn't see this as any different than a human corpse aside from the incentives it provided.

On the other other hand, did he actually have a choice? His eyes moved from the corpse to Index, trying and failing to read them. "Um, before I start, where exactly did you... find it? And what do you hope to gain from an autopsy?" The only way he was going to get answers was probably just to be straightforward about it, at least that's what he thought.

Alby let out a sigh of relief. "Alright, autopsy then..." He walked closer to the thing, close to admitting he was over his head with this one, but able to persevere for now. "Do you have any tools or anything I can use? My hands aren't quite so sharp." There was a swiss army knife in his backpack but he didn't really want to use that for cutting up some dead body.

Okay, good, now he had something to work with at least. He took out a pair of black one-time-use gloves from his backpack and slid them on, then looked through the tools to see what he was working with. "Hmm. Okay, I'll see what I can do."

To be honest, the closest thing to this he had ever done was dissecting a frog in science class about a year ago. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to try.

He pulled up his sleeves, then pushed the lifeless body onto its back. Next he grabbed out a black sharpie and made a line from its neck down to the bottom of its stomach. In terms of an autopsy with these tools, he figured his best bet was probably to just do the chest/stomach area. The brain area would be too difficult with the skull there. Though when it came time to actually perform the cut on the chest, he hesitated.

Right, there was no choice in the matter, he had to do it.

Alby gulped. “Right. Don’t worry I don’t plan on backing out.” He then took a knife out from Index’s provided tools and looked it over. Then looked back at Index.

“It’s just, do you not have a job that only I would be able to do? I feel like you’d be much better at performing an autopsy than me, do you have anything that I could do better than you, so that you’re really being benefited here?”

Alby had no trouble picking up on the very obvious disappointment Index had towards him. He wasn't really sure what to do about it though. For him, that creature was as good as a human body and cutting it up would be kinda messed up.

He looked around and easily found one of the roots. He considered asking Index for a shovel to help cut it, since it was rather big, but he decided against it and got to work with his hands. After trying for a few minutes and working up a sweat, he caved. "Index, do you have a shovel I can use? I don't know if this will work with just my hands."