Death noticed that Lois ignored her question, but didn't call her on it. Lois would open up when she was ready. Instead of pressing, Death embraced her friend. Death gave good hug.
The apartment wasn't quite a mess, but it wasn't exactly clean either. Death had certainly seen worse. When they broke apart, she put her hands in her pocket and paced in her happy way. "We're going out for dinner. Or desert. Have you had dinner already?" A pause. "And it has been a while. I'm sorry. I need to stop by more often."