"Ah." Mithias scratched his head and looked around. He knew Bug was fairly aged and had had some adventures long before meeting him. Trying to get the true details out now wasn't going to happen, and it probably wasn't relevant. 

Not knowing Bug envisioned a metal hallway, Mithias went over the the heavily draped window and carefully pushed aside one side of the drapes, trying to peer outside. "Bug... is that Mia's head on that chain around your shoulders?"