[ Hilda frowned when he said outside of their vessels they were dead and little more. It seemed logical enough. After all, if they were just souls and needed an artificial vessel to communicate with the outside world, wasn't it the very definition of being a ghost. But not something she would accept.

That and he felt it reasonable to mock the spirit of the deceased. She scowled. ]

We are not dead. [She paused and added on a slightly disdainful tone.] Though I suppose you may be dead already.

[ He certainly looked as though he had lost the light of life. She couldn't fathom why the demon king would have allied with such a being. He was looking... Pathetic, for lack of a better word. That or his suggestion that they were already dead had clouded her judgement. ]

I have to wonder, what happened to make one fall into such despair?

[ There's probably some irony here. ]