Itzal jumped slightly, realizing he had been noticed.

"Is... This some sort of planet?" He managed to ask, his crimson eyes taking in the grand sunset. "It's... Beautiful regardless..." He muttered, his tail swishing as a sign that he was relaxed. However, he wondered if he should be so relaxed, he still had no regard to where he was, despite how gorgeous and serene it was, and if he was in danger. Not that he could sense any threatening magic around, he heaved a sigh. It couldn't be the afterlife, if it was... His brother would be here as well. He glanced over to Cassius. "What sort of plane is this?" He wondered, more than actually asking straight out. "Are..." He found that he couldn't actually say the phrase "Are we dead?" He felt like a coward for not being able to ask a simple question, even if he didn't want to know the exact answer. 

Itzal shook his head, "I suppose I already know the answer though..." He whispered, his ears lowering slightly as he chuckled bitterly.