Permission granted, Chara reaches out towards one of the dog skulls with the uninjured hand, slipping the other into a pocket. It's bad form, but showing injury is worse form. Weakness only ever is pounced on, so the lesser evil it is.

"I have it because I look human," they tell him politely, on the brink of matter-of-factly, petting carefully. It very much doesn't feel like petting a live animal at all, but they think the skull is enjoying it, so they're probably doing it correctly. They're just switching to the other so it doesn't feel left out when the small skeleton asks the second question and the petting hand stills before continuing.

They want the answer to be no. Very, very much. Asking to touch someone's hair is weirder than handshakes, so there might be room to decline (then again, they petted a talking cat not too long ago, so they aren't really one to talk either, are they?) But they know the tall skeleton is looking for this one and is probably his parent, and so they have to be very careful here.

"Yes," they say shortly, chewing their tongue, and they stay their gaze on the dog skull, keeping the small skeleton in their peripheral vision. "My apologies for not mentioning it sooner, but are you aware there is a tall skeleton looking for you?"