"I was, uh, getting to that," Tony said, clearly in no way interested in getting that personal with the body and having to reckon with it now that he'd made this claim. This would have been much easier if there was an obvious hole in the important systems. Tony's finger's curled into unenthusiastic claws, and he was at least temporarily relieved from having to commit to this task to look to Cayde curiously for what he would be doing in the meantime, baffled by the suggestion that he had brought along stuff to move a body on his mascot job.

"Sure, okay. You've already got them primed for the frog being weird, can't make it much worse," he accepted, waving his hands to be absolved of any crimes Cayde thought he had to commit from here on out before dropping into a crouch over the dead man.