Scarlet took all this in silently.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Why is it that everything's trying to kill me lately?</span><br/>She looked him over once more, a bit more power in her gaze, trying to see if he was trustworthy.<br/>"Fine then."<br/>She wasn't sure quite how to handle this. Death's brother- a reaper- was looking for someone who was or was not looking for her. Her brows knitted in frustration- if she could only<span style="font-style: italic">remember</span>! Then she might have some idea of what was going on. Instead, she was left to wander the world blindly, stumbling haphazardly into traps that had been laid out ahead of her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Well, Scarlet... You did say you were lonely. One companion- a la carte.</span><br/>The thought didn't do much to please her. Instead, they beckoned forth a number of questions.<br/>Did reapers need to eat?<br/>If they did, then what?<br/>Did they sleep?<br/>Where?<br/><br/>Scarlet felt a minor twitch in her left eye, and rubbed it slightly, pushing away her questions. She was bound to find out, whether she wanted to or not.<br/><br/>"... You can... Sit down, if you like," She offered lamely, displaying how brilliantly horrible she was at entertaining.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You should ask if he's hungry.</span><br/>"Are you hungry?"<br/>Anything to get that voice in the back of her head to shut up...