Sometimes, Eshu can be a poet.

Mojo, don’t touch the dead.

Mojo, what did I said about touching the dead?!

Years later, I kinda regret a bit my design choice for Jack. Not because of the feminine body, but more about the automaton design.
(yes, he is a he, mainly because he decided he was.)

And this is the other reason why Sad is nicknamed the little whisper of ghost.

Jack’s voice is broken because his jaw got damaged during a fight. He now has no control of the volume and his enunciation.

Trez is… well. A scaredy-cat. And very protective of Sad…