Eat her? Daniel? Of all the ridiculous concepts, what on earth drove her to decide upon that one? Please. Exactly how was he to eat her when he had no mouth? Though, he could always grind her bones, boiler her skin, and make a lovely stew that he might be able to drink... But that didn't sound all that appealing. Actually, such a thought would have undoubtedly made Dan's stomach feel queasy. And besides that, the flesh of the living held no interest to him, all he was concerned about was the undead who threatened him or the lives of others.

Completely oblivious to such thoughts as these, though, the skeleton gave a sigh of relief. However, he did notice the girls weapon still drawn -not that he blamed her, of course. Most of the living he had encountered, both in Paixao and Gallowmere, were left feeling uneasy when he found himself first in his presence.

"Are you from here?" He asked, deciding to keep his distance from the girl. If she understood his apology, perhaps she could understand more of what he could say? Or rather, try to say. His voice, unfortunately, remained distorted making his words none the less difficult to decipher. "I'm look for Zarok. Have you seen or heard of him?"