Rayne gave a quiet chuckle at his sarcasm. Humans amused her so, they could find a way to fit humor into any situation no matter how dangerous, awkward or fitting the situation may be. She sometimes wished her kind was more like humans, more "laid back" as they say, less serious. She enjoyed the jokes of the humans more than she should. She clears her throat and nodded towards her small house. "I will answer every one of your questions will be answered all in there good time. Please, we need to get you out of here." She led him towards the house. "It honestly isn't safe out here." She was glad her hood was up otherwise he would've saw the soft pink blush that colored her cheeks as he spoke.<span style="font-style: italic">Odd...</span>She thought to herself. The warm feeling of the blush was a foreign one to her and she wondered why it was happening now and why it never happened before.<br/><br/>Once inside her house she pulled off her hood untieing her cloak and hanging it up on a hood. She gave him a small smile and headed to the kitchen. "Your safe inside here. They can't detect you while in this small barrier. We can also speak freely without anyone ease dropping on the conversation. Please have a seat and make yourself comfortable. Would you like some coffee?" Contrary to popular belief, Grim Reapers are quite the civilized race. They learned to be kind to humans so they wouldn't fear death. Sadly the media made them out to be monsters who were nothing but a skeleton in a cloak. No matter, she devoted her existence to changing that point of view.