[@Earnest Evans]
As the mummy began to go off again, Avalai raised her hands adorned with long red fingernails and pressed the tips to his cheek. She sensed he was a ...delicate item. So perhaps she would need to throw him off in a way he may not expect. She leaned forward and pressed a gentle, lipstick kiss to his forehead, leaving behind the mark. "Perhaps you are right," She murmured, if only to get him to shut up. "But having so many layers of clothing makes it worth it to get to the gift beneath."

She pulled back, turned away from him and sipped her sidecar. Satisfied. She waited to see what might happen next. Her thralls visible recoiled at their queen kissing a corpse in the background.