And this flap goes there, and this other bit gets peeled off here and then a pin and....
"Yay! All done with the setup. How's it feel?" Bonesaw asks her patient.
"A few already do, or I couldn't've learned it myself, but only if they need it for something or hang around someone who does a lot."
"So far the only times I've really hung out with elves there haven't been any hallucinations going on - I think I'd find them distracting from my work."
"Yeah, it does seem like it might be hard to do your thing if actors were running around all the time. I think sometimes His Lordship does smaller ones but obviously I'm not in them so I don't know as much."
"When I was little I'd sometimes be an Elf kid in them, like the prisoner's daughter or niece or whatever. Now I'm usually just background, though in the long run I might wind up learning enough about somebody's mom or something that I'm always cast as her."
"Like an Elf mom? I mostly just mimic what my mom did except without the torture, so like she was for my brothers and sisters. And with more singing, because Elves are like that."
"Oh."
Bonesaw pauses for a moment, thinking.
"I think it's good your parents didn't have to hate you."