Upon seeing the knife that Dite now held, Penn took a small step back and gripped his mask tightly. He was unaware that Dite would react this way, and had a small thought about other reaper masks for different pantheons. However, a resonating feeling from the mask settled those thoughts. His mask was the Only reaper mask. He was Charon, Death, Grim, all to most of the figures that represented death and taking souls to the other side. He even represented some of the faces of death that people believed to be female, like Śmierć and Hel.

"Dite." Penn told her, his hands slowly moving up to put the mask back on. "I didn't disagree with you earlier when you called both me and the mask Charon because that is a part of who we are. We represent all sorts of visions of death and reapers." He took a glance at the knife and back to the woman. "Please, just put the knife down before things get messy."