Of all the art he's come across in the Dungeons, Icarus felt as though this was the most perplexing. There was that holy (or cursed) room of water with grand displays of Coursers that looked much like them, he has found dilapidated sculptures (mainly left in ruins with barely a hoof and face left to identify them), yet finding an undisturbed skull in the Caverns was strange enough to bring Icarus to a halt.

"Dio!" When the great brute didn't stop, Icarus stomped his hoof down on the stone - not quite checking if the sound would alert enemies down the way, but that oaf should listen to him anyways! - and demanded the attention of his party again. "Stop right there. Did you see this or are you blind and deaf?"

He refused to shrink under the hard eye of Diomedes returning to him; they could get into a biting fight again all he wants, so long as he actually listens to Icarus. "Did Archie advance ahead?" Archiemedes, admittedly, seemed to hold more knowledge and wisdom than the two of them put together - which Icarus would not confess to. If anything, Dio and Archie were his sidekicks in their adventuring affairs. Consultants, if they so wished to get fancy about it. "Did he see this? It's.. strange. This could be a monster in wait."

"Are you blind and deaf, Icky?" Dio snorted and tossed his head away from Icarus, looking boredly up at the bejeweled spectacle upon the wall. "What about it? It'd eat us already if it was a beast. Or maybe he got ate so they celebrated."

Icarus straightened his shoulders and lifted his nose, huffing big and deep through his chest, and turned his head to get a better look at the faded bridle adorning the skull. Its colors were faded now beneath a layer of dust and sprawlings of moss across bone, but the fact one could tell there was still any color left meant they had once been incredibly vibrant, luxurious. "He looks like one of us. Why would this be all the way down here?"

He is clearly asking the wrong brother. Dio looked unimpressed.

"Perhaps he was.. a villain," Icarus continued to reason aloud, eyeing the metal contraption stuck inside its mouth. "That metal object. Punishment by silence?"

"More like punishment by not eating," Dio muttered.

"Get away from me, you idiot," Icarus hissed instead, pawing at the ground and pinning ears back until Dio rolled his eyes and ambled along their path again. While his friend made no hatse to catch up to Archie, well ahead by now due to their little detour, Icarus couldn't help but to stare up at it once more. If it were punishment, the reverant mounting and embedded gemstones did not make sense. Unless it were a mockery.

That was not important right now. There were more of the Dungeons to explore. Icarus made a mental note of all the details to ask Archimedes later when they were back on the surface.