Even if it hadn't been technically, the stereotypical image in her mind pretty much screamed 'death' already. Death, undeah, whatever. She got the idea.

"Meaning how did you turn into a mix of you and a reaper... thing?"

It said Reaper way too easily to her, but she knew better than to one-hundred-percent assume around here. She circle around with the boy on her leg, trying top figure out what exactly he was doing, until the rope came down.

"Oh! Uh--thanks."