[ something of an awkward feeling overcomes her to see the colonel
slip up like this, and she almost feels a little bad for startling him
if it wasn't for the way he shifts to conceal the 'body'. she was definitely
wrong about all of this.

her eyes grow wide at the decidedly fuzzy texture of it, at the way it
has ears which flop from being moved around. If she didn't know
any better ... it almost looked like -- ]

Y-yes ... I thought you were about to dispose of someone.

[ to anyone else, the calmness with which she says that may be
disturbing. but tear wasn't exactly bothered by murder: not for as long
as the colonel had known her, anyway. ]

What is that? It looks like some kind of clothing?
Why would you be throwing it overboard?

[ was it a blanket? a giant plush toy?? she comes forwards, trying to
get a better look at it, gloved fingertips hesitantly extending. ]