Claudia's knowledge of the Undead Wheel was lax compared to her father or even Roland.
From what she knew through a few encounters with information on the subject, for one to enter the Wheel, they had to fulfill two conditions; Die and have a strong lingering attachment to the mortal world.
With her understanding, she didn't think it possible for an Undead Wheel Mystic to show emotions but that was exactly what was happening at this moment as she stared blankly at Ada's corporeal form.
"Aunty, it's you," Claudia muttered in awe.
Revealing a warm smile despite the cold being emitted from her body, Ada replied. "You seem surprised to see me. Don't tell me you thought that I'd die so easily a second time?"
"Well… you weren't moving."
"That's because I found it hard to leave my body. Gregory did so much to preserve it but it ended up getting destroyed." With a melancholic tone, Ada glanced at the remains of her physical body.
