Purgatory takes a moment to sigh and run his hand over the top of its hairless head. "Earthstone of the Material. It's a place to start, I suppose. How I am suppose to get to the bottom of the ocean is another story." It seems to more be talking to himself.

It looks over at the mention of food. "Actually, yes. I am a bit peckish. This form is organic, surprisingly." It steps over and takes a look. "I imagine I'll be doing many things that creatures do. Eating, sleeping. I'll need to rest after physical labor and all manner of such things. It really seems like an inconvenience."