Kyle raised his eyebrow which was peppered between black and white, the wrinkles of his smile lift when he smiled, "Then I won't take up any more time. Might I just share another few talk, milord?"
Ian turned his eyes at Elise, seeing her nod but he also noticed there was a look in her eyes that seemed as if she needed to talk, "I will come back." and he left her side, walking toward the corridor with marbled floor.
"That man from earlier, he smells odd," chimed Hallow, who had been trying his hardest not to make a single squeak of comments. Being a talkative grim reaper, it was quite difficult for him to control himself from dropping any remark.
Elise pulled her brows slightly, she didn't ask who and guessed, "Mr. Oliver, you mean?"
"Mm, that one," agreed Hallow he then put his wings underneath his round chin, "He smells like death, but not exactly death, more like souls?"
