For some reason, having his sash wrapped around the Cubone's arm felt right. No, scratch that. Having his sash wrapped around [i]someone[/i] felt right. But he couldn't help but think he was missing something. Like wrapping his sash around someone's arm was step one, and now he needed to do step two. However for the life of him he just couldn't figure out what it was. It nagged at him until he got bord of it nagging at him and just filed it away under 'things that I may come back to think about if I don't have anything better to do.'

As he drifted out of his musings, he noticed the Cuebone holding him seemed to have trouble walking. "Hey...are you okay?" Caliburn asked. "I realize that you're probably like me and weren't, well...[i]this[/i] before. Hell, I need to drag myself around with my sash arm thingy to get anywhere on my own. So I can understand the trouble of trying to adjust to a new body. I can see how your stubby legs might make walking hard, and would take some time to get adjusted to. So if you need to, you can use me as a crutch. Sure, you'll be sticking me in the ground, but it's still a lot better then having to drag myself across it. After all, you are carrying me, I figure letting you use me as a crutch is the least I can do to pay you back." 

Just then, he noticed her bone club haphazardly tangled up in his sash "oh. Let me get that for you." Unwrapping himself from her just enough to free the bone club and let it drop to the ground, he reached down and grabbed it. The he slackened his grip on her further so that he could put it under a loose part of his sash. After making sure that it would stay in place for a few seconds, he wrapped the rest of his sash around the bone club, firmly locking it in place "there. That's much better."