On cue, Some's hooks snapped into place as well, and he grunted, hooking his fingers through the mouth of the mask. He squirmed, shaking his head slightly. "Stones... Will it k-keep working, so l-long as I can st-stand to wear it?" His voice sounded strange, the hooks only allowing him to use one of his two mouths.
Some'll be gtfoing, since the mask amps up his hunger problems.