Glitch's back had ended up against the wall, just looking at Jazz. They had admitted that they were working for dark forces, and that meant only one thing. But the confusion on his missing mind caused him to pause; he didn't have an answer to the question about how he was still alive.
"Yes, they took my brain. The zipper is a clear sign of that one, and I don't know. I'm not exactly versed in the ways of Alchemists and their ability to take ones mind without killing them. And even if I was, I don't remember it due to the fact I have a rather empty noggin, holey logic, and a hard time remembering." Glitch spoke matter of factly, the normal smile that would have been on his face was replaced with a more serious expression.