"I suppose a lot of us are experiencing unusual effects from being here." She shakes her head. "I'm not offended. I'm patterned after humans, after all, so naturally I'm human-like. I'm not sure I understand what you mean by being an anthropomorphic personification. A personification of what?"

Gaius, puffing on a cigarello, blows out a(n invisible) stream of smoke and regards Death curiously, like he's trying to place if he's seen the skeleton before.