Esme: Who!?
She looks at death, eyes wide
"... I did."
~he goes down to the floor and sits legs to his stomach and head resting on his knees~
Esme: ...Oh.
~he sits in silence expecting Esme to leave~
Esme: ...Then the way I see it...you owe me. And I think...that means you have to accept my proposal.
"Fine then."
Esme: Really!?
She beams at Death
"Fineeeeeeeeeee. Just make tis easy and don't mention anything about your species. Now come on we're hunting down the soul that haunts this place so I can put them back in hell or heaven where they belong."
Esme: Well-ok...
"I'm sure you'll be helpful won't you?"
(REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)
