Perks a brow.

" No. "

Manifesting a small bell, she would soon present it to Kage.

" Just ring this. "

" Noted.

Summon me when you are ready then. Unless — you would like help preparing. "

Despite his wandering eyes, her gaze remained fixated on his, taking note of his mannerisms from her peripherals.

{ Seb is up and running.

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.

" Oh — they try. Absolutely. But they never get far. Once the body dies, their soul belongs to me. Until I bring them to their designated spot. "

They sort of just...run in place when attempting to flee.

" And do not worry. When it is your time, it will be the right moment. If not — a deal can be×

" 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.

" I suppose so. "

Smoothing out the latex skirt of her dress, the psychopomp would eye him curiously.

" Though, regardless of my form, it does not change the fact a soul has no choice but to oblige. Intimidation involved or not. "

" Oh —. "

She wasn't expecting that.

" Well, I suppose that would be because if I were painted as I truly am, I would not be taken seriously. And no worries, Dear. I believe you. "

" I understand your sorrow.

However, there is nothing I can do. Death is a part of life.. If she was a good woman, she is at peace. "

" It was absolutely beautiful. "

Providing a soft smile, Grimm would place her hands on top of her thighs.

" Your fingering and tempo are exquisite. "

Taking notes of his fingering of the instrument, she would divert her attention to his face after a moment, her appreciation of his talent growing.

Pulling him a bit closer to her figure, the psychopomp would carefully part her lips from his, just enough to whisper to him.

" Play another song, please. *

She would simply just.... cup his face and pull him into a tender kiss, the feel of her skin resembling something like static.

" ... Why would I cosplay myself. That would be ridiculous. "

Eyeing him carefully, she would tilt her head in mild curiosity.

" Are you a cosplayer? "

Sitting there, she would just listen; enjoying the sweet sounds of the instrument.

He truly did play beautifully.

" Oh? "

The flattery with this one—.

Reaching out, she would gently take his hand, lightly bowing her head in the same fashion as to maintain eye contact.

" Grimm Reaper; Death. "

" Do you? "

Eyeing him for a moment, she would lightly bite at her bottom lip in contemplation.

" Play another song, and I may have a surprise for you. "

....... She REALLY enjoys music.

Retracting her arms, the psychopomp would continue to peer down at him just before kneeling to be more at his height.

It seems music via violin is something that catches her attention.

" You are most welcome. "