Given the mood Tony had seemed to be in earlier and knowing it was yet lingering, Cayde wasn't about to indulge in such sobering subjects. Wasn't his style, or at least, it was way too easy to sink yourself into some rut that turned out to be a foxhole. His job was to keep the mood up, and that was something the Exo was determined to do around here, especially for his closest friends.

"An eyeball in a jar..." he mused, head tilting as he tried to imagine how any of what Tony was describing worked. "Wow, but how would you have gone kissing someone like that?"