Karis paused in her little picking motion, not quite tearing off a chunk. She left it as her thoughts drifted, half-listening to R's stuttered 'maybe'. Not to mention the way he looked away. She eyed him for a long moment and tried to decide how she really felt about that. She'd give a hand to get something like that back and she had to fight down a little spurt of jealousy.

Undead stick together. They had to. Her mouth twitched into a frown and then she got it under control again, jaw working back and forth. After one more long moment, she snorted and tossed her arm around him again with a sigh. Now she felt a little responsible for the kid.

"More power to you, I guess. But don't come crying to me if she cuts your head off, kiddo."

She paused and then elbowed him in the ribs, "Is she a looker, at least?"