Hel was now hovering over Christof’s shoulder so that she could read what he was writing. Actually, the more he wrote, the more it just seemed to
make sense. “…Ya!” Hel suddenly cried, and pointed at his paper. “I truly think that is the best plan we got right now, friend!” She grinned, feeling rather hopeful now all of a sudden (and maybe happy that she was plotting behind b***h Rita’s back). “I will…I will try to bring up or bring around things that I know the old Amrita was known for…” Though she wasn’t as close to the ghoul as Christof certainly was, she had known her for a few years now. That had to account for
something.
The reaper blinked as Christof wrote about a signing book, and a grin then spread across her face. “YA!” She exclaimed, going wide eyed with excitement. She told the Igor what room number belonged to her, and then waved a hand at him.
“Ah, truly, no need to thank…I am actually relieved there is someone else out there I can rally with on this matter. I am glad we could speak.”