Shrugging her bony body, Death said "Sorry about that, but without blood and such, there's no real body heat for me to  give." Patting you on the shoulder, she released you from her wing, rising back up to walk forward, regaining a sort of regal air about her. "But now we really should be discussing what to do with you, because the way I'm seeing it, the usual options I have don't really apply to you. Nothing personal, but a human in pony heaven is... well, it's just rough. And your soul is different than what I usually see, so the idea of sending you through any sort of reincarnation cycle feels like it would be... warped. Given you've already thrown Equestria up in arms, but trust me when I say that reintroducing your soul, even in a pony body, would have potentially far more dire consequences."