"It shall be a grand experiment! A creation of life... As are you!"
Severina was a strange dichotomy of enthusiasm for one supposedly between life and death. Her eyes lit up with a fiery intensity and she had whirled, taking both the hands in her own. The girl would arrange and pose the limbs and cadavers which the Institute, for various reasons, considered unsuitable for their purposes. Then Severina would watch as it became a glorious reclamation by nature.
It would be fabulous!
"A canvas of bones, with your fingers as brushes and plants for paint. As they flower, so will your art become!"
Informing her of the address, the fanged redhead was beaming throughout. Now she would surely have something for her fellow undead to behold! Those who did not consider it demented, at least.
"I am averse to daylight, but you will always be welcome for your... Therapy."