His hands are soft, smooth skin that would almost make him seem delicate if it wasn't usually accompanied by a large blade. It's going to be odd, living in a body that continues to survive on the day-to-day, will show the affects of his life. But that's not important. At least he's making one whole connection, right here. The champion of social interactions, surely.

"It's nice to meet you, Myia. I've never heard of those places, but I'm getting the feeling neither of us are quite where we're from anymore." She's already screamed and yelled at him for less, so he sort of doesn't want to open on 'also I'm the grim reaper', so he's going to keep his mouth shut on that for now. "Did you just arrive as well?"