[A small seed of doubt creeps into his mind at the mention of it destroying some taste buds. His lips press together. Losing too much of his sense of taste would... not sit well with him. But it's not enough to stop him from going through with the first one. He'd just need to see how much it'd change things and how quickly it fades.

He nods.]

Ask the Octoprof for a tattoo parlor, then. Long as you give a good argument on how it'll benefit Zenith Corporation with its research, they'll do it.

[His gaze flits aside.]

They put in a piercing parlor after I talked to him about doing someone's tongue. It's all about how they'll benefit too.