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"I see!" Amrita looked contemplative, playing with his hair absentmindedly. Those things were something she had never thought of doing; she had been pierced before, but not outside of a battle or attack. Her old body was littered with wounds, but this one was so far a clean slate! So far she noticed that anything along her seams didn't hurt past discomfort, but the rest of her? No idea. She mulled it over, listening to him play.

"You could if you wanted too! Um, you know, pierce an undead." She submitted sheepishly, finding the idea of a piercing to be a little...exciting, almost!

"I don't think I can rot any more?" She mused helpfully. Her last body didn't rot after she possessed it, maybe this one was the same? At the names, the ghoul perked up, accidentally pulling his hair a little in excitement. "Malodore! Malodore is very good, yes! He stitched my parts together!" Leaning against him, she stretched a bare arm so he could see the stitching that broke up sections of her forearm and wrist. "And Christof, he's my friend! He found all my parts and made sure they matched!." Sort of matched, anyway. She would have gestured who her whole body, but she had gravitated to be a little more behind him instead, so the gesture was useless.

Amrita did love talking about the accomplishments of others.

"I'll ask them, I guess!" She agreed, nodding. "Y-you think?" She looked curious, lifting a hand to tug lightly on one of her own earlobes. Earrings...hrm. Maybe she should ask! It wouldn't hurt, right? The ghoul hadn't realized that she tugged his hair, but since he didn't really say anything she just continued on playing with it, combing it this way and that; it was the ultimate fidgeting tool, really. And Amrita loved to fidget.

"...Eeeh? I have boilfriends! Lots of---" Wait, did he just say advice? Maybe he meant boilfriend in the other sense...? O-oh dear. "AH I MEAN NOT LIKE THAT I have friends who are boils b-but that's it..." She had released his hair to flail a bit, clearing her own head before returning to the task at hand. "I just...I'm not...not sure I'm the one you w-wanna ask for that stuff but...I can try...?"

Amrita's cold fingers continued to thread through his red hair, of course never staying in one place for long. She listened to him quietly, a little lost on the subject; turned down? Doing stupid things for a stupid crush? Her previous brain was too rotten and young to grasp such concepts, and since the switch she somewhat understood it a little better, but she was still thoroughly lost. But as he went on, there was one thing she understood quite well, and she flinched at the memory.

"W-well...If it were me, I would be really hurt if you were mean about avoiding me..." Amrita tried off, hoping she didn't sound as hurt as the memory made her feel. "But...I think...if it'll help, maybe you should avoid her for a bit just...don't be obvious about it, you know? If she comes up to you or something, don't run away or be mean and...and I think it'll be okay...?"

The Vetala nodded, though she wasn't sure what made it his problem and not this mystery ghoul's; it just seemed easier to nod. "Um....y-you're welcome, I'm sorry I couldn't do more." She bowed her head, untangling one hand from his hair to scratch the back of her neck.

His small smile was returned, and after a moment or two of contemplation she leaned over and hugged him. She always liked being hugged, it made her feet better, and hopefully it would make him feel better too. "I...I hope it works out in your favour, though."

Leaning away from the hug, the ghoul considered what he was saying. It remind her of something he said to her earlier, to fight for the mini that was currently hating on her. Hmm...he was definitely on to something. "I like that." She mused out loud, releasing him completely to sit back on her ankles, her backwards feet making a convenient chair.

"Okay!" She clamered to her feet awkwardly, looking more like a toddler getting to their feet than a teenager doing the same. "I'm gonna go fight for what I want, Roch!" Reaching out, she ruffled the hair she had been playing with most of the night, and gave a wide smile. "Thanks for helping me, and good luck getting back to normal!"