You have to admit that undead river dwellers really don’t have the manners they used to. I mean he greets her formally, with an honorific title and everything. That’s just old-school classy.
My dear dead dude, do you have ANY idea what she has to put up with whenever she stops at the nearest tavern? Sink back into the river, move them bones as quick as you can and find a nice tree root to rot under before she gets mad...
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