She tried to ignore the surprisingly catty robot,  not even pointing out that as a death, she technically can't die.<br/><br/>She watched, sighing, her non-eating stomach, really only there to make her look human, not even growling as she stood on her tiptoes, before listening to his proposition. She nodded, bending slightly over the table "I got a leg up, I cleaned the entire north tower last night. This would be so much easier if we had someone who could fly though, perhaps a small, well behaved embodiment of time and decay?" She smiled, obviously just trying to be funny, since he already turned her down, before turning around, hands behind her head "Want a Goblin or two to help you cook?"