[how dare you he's a grim reaper there's a difference

It is a little bit strange to hear such a strange figure speaking in the way he's most used to hearing, but it's not something he's unhappy about. It's certainly no stranger than Trahearne himself, and all of that van Zieks intends to keep fully to himself. Besides, the topic of conversation is already significant enough for him to direct his thoughts elsewhere. He dips his head to acknowledge the mention of their missing friends.]

You are not the first to express the sentiment... though it is no less appreciated. Miss Oriphi helped to tend to our source fruits, though my personal connection was with Mr. Ragnvindr. [Ori sure was popular, wasn't she?] You have my sympathies for the departure of our mutual acquaintances.

[The idea that a plant person might enjoy a fine wine is also a new concept, but one that's just as easy to accept as a horned purple girl with sorcery or turning into a plush cat in an actually haunted house. So it's whatever.]

I shall be glad to provide a drink that is to your tastes, Mr...?