The bemused little reaper crossed her arms and opened her mouth, small pink tongue extending, it looked like a practiced activity, probably something she did every time the Boss turned around. She rolled her eyes, looking at the doctor flatly, arms crossed over her small chest as she tapped her foot "Well, Lets get on with it, I'm sure the Boss wants all the eldritch secrets of my molars asap!" She frowned, no mortal had every<em>really</em>seen her nude before, and her ever-present bravado was fading into embarrassment.