Then perhaps my new decorations can offer a slight comfort. [The beast gestures to one of the clusters with a massive paw. It briefly and fluidly shifts into a clawed hand, then back to the more fitting form. During one brief moment, his forearms become scaled and clawed, not unlike a more familiar sort of creature. He's testing the waters for a new shape.]

Inside the depths of these crystal growths play the sins and other minor trespasses of those who lingered here--and of course those of others in parts of the ship I've...explored. [He offers a slight through convincing apologetic look. One eye shut tight and his wide lips pulled downward in a pained grimace, still fearsomely showing off his serrated teeth]

They may not be the most pleasant of memories for you, but the sight of the sinners themselves should suffice...