Mary beamed widely at Vincent before casting a smug look in Kiara's direction. "See? He's smart and nice. He figured out who I am!" The girl pounded her chest a second time before starting over with her riveting introduction. Riveting to her mind at least. "Mary, the Angel of Death. That's me. And you two cheated me out!" She crossed her arms and began to pout at the sudden position she was thrown into. Should she just kill them now and set back the balance? But that would be messing with the orders of the Big G. Who else would have brought these two losers back to life?

All the color from Kiara's face briefly drained for a few seconds before she recovered herself. "You're. . .the Angel of Death? Aren't you a bit. . . I dunno, young to go around taking people's souls?"

"I'm not [i]actually[/i] a kid ok?" she retorted. "You humans are all stupid you know. Just cause I look like a child doesn't mean I am one." A few beings would heavily disagree with that statement but only a certain few dared to call her out on it. And those were usually the real power houses. Mary shrugged, as if making a decision. Which she apparently did. "Ok, listen up. I'll let your little stunt slide for now if you show me a place to stay. Ooh, and food. I want food too. I'm hungry! And a restroom. I need to use it bad!"

Kiara's eyes darted around the empty square, making sure no one was out and awake to hear them. "Shh!" Mary ceased her excitement before giving another glare at the older girl. 

"You're no fun at all!" She ran behind Vincent again and began pulling on the other side of his shirt.

Kiara sighed. Damn that Sandal. What were they supposed to do with Death herself? Babysit her? Kiara motioned for Vincent to follow her to the shack Sandal had showed them earlier. Mary skipped along, one hand still clenched on Vincent's shirt. His earlier concern about his clothes apparently had no effect on her.