Following him in, she would look around and nod in agreement.

" Yes — it does make a nice addition. "

Waving a hand over the front of her figure, the shadows that formed her outfit would disperse into a sort of dark fog, leaving her in...what looked to be a strapless bikini set.

" After you. "

" I harvest souls, not be the cause of the deceased. I do not have a desire to fly... But I would not mind dipping into the hot spring. So long as you accompany me. "

It may or may not be her goal to fluster him.

She would just....observe and indulge in his reaction. It was too easy.

" Oh — I am unsure. Perhaps you could give an idea or two...seeing as we are in your abode. "

Cracking the rare little smirk, the psychopomp would lean forward, just to make better eye contact.

" No. I do not indulge in mortal-like behavior. Unless it is sex. "

Blunt.

× made. Gods know I have made....many before. "

An understatement.

" I wished to visit you. Nothing dire, but rather ... Non-business related. "

" Of course, Dear. "

Squeezing her legs together, the psychopomp would soon stand herself up, adjusting the skirt of her dress along the way.