[ Shake of his head. ] They're not like that at all. They're old-- [ "beasts", he'd say; an affectionate term for him. ] artifacts more like, passed down from generation to generation. And they're definitely not evil, that I can assure you.

[ Brief raise of dotbrows at the question; he hasn't had to introduce his Cloth by itself, so it gives him a warm sensation to say: ] Aries, the Golden Ram.