Kid, having heard the peculiar sounds of movement, whirled around. Her eyes widened at the sigh of the creature before her and her dagger found itself in her hands in a flash, ready to stab or slash or be thrown at barely a moment's notice. "Th' bleedin' hell is this?" Kid demanded, eyes narrowed at the skeleton. Was this Hell after all?

Then she realized that the tone of the creature's voice sounded apologetic. Choosing to gamble on that, but without sheathing her dagger, Kid nodded cautiously, taking a less offensive stance. "S'alright, mate," she said, tossing her head. "No harm done."

Hopefully, she was right and the thing didn't want to eat her.

[OOC: It's perfectly fine! ♥]