Death grinned. Ned really was adorable. And unquestionably one of her favourites. He was just a sweetheart. And he handled his power so well. "It is," she promised. "And thank you. The pie was lovely." She leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Ned's cheek, black lipstick not even leaving a mark. "All will be well, Ned. I promise."
She walked toward the door, opening it, just as Chuck came in. She gave the girl a smile, touching her hand lightly to her wrist. Something that would go unnoticed. "Have a nice day," she said, smiling, then she walked out into the sunlight.