He considered that she may have died to get into her current state of undeath. He thought about what she said.

She was an elegant puzzle that was starting to come together in his mind's eye. He was learning everything he could about her. She fascinated him. His eyes were locked on her person and he was trying to memorize everything about her appearance. He wanted to make sure he never forgot her. He paused for a moment.

"I have some experience dealing with Undead folks. Your kind are not so bad. Bad reputation and stigma mainly." He considered what he was saying. "Lady Xelldra would like you a lot." He said calmly. "You're different from the Undead of Althanas but still Undead nonetheless. I'd like to take you back to my city me and my people built someday." He told her. "We are building a place all are welcome. Regardless of race..." He sighed. He thought about the human concept of laws and such and those thoughts always disturbed him.