Murrit: Check in on the blue guy.

You check in on the other blue guy.

Nothing out of the ordinary here. Which is exactly the problem.

You'd think that with the amount of time he spends collecting various corpse parts from the parasitic undead, it would've resulted in at least a couple of yuck-worthy scrapes by now. It's never anything other than some light thriller-melodrama fusion with him, though.

It's sad, but not the kind of sad you're in the market for.