For being a Reaper, Kravitz imagines he would be more used to people who look on death as reverance, who make sacrifices and await the day they get to the Astral Plane. But he hardly ever deals with them- his division is people who cheat death, who refuse to die, who pull others from the brink. It's almost unsettling to see his fixation on what he can assume is his purpose, and much less himself.

Too bad Kravitz is just as trapped as the rest of them.

"It's-- I can't bring you anywhere from here. We're trapped in this system." He squints, trying to determine what level he's speaking on here. Especially with a flesh body, he isn't used to being recognized, seeing as his role typically calls for a skeleton. "Do you know who I am?"