She leaned tiredly into the arm for a moment before straightening and stretching as best she could in human form "That I believe, Lady elizabeth, that I believe...would you care to join me?" she offered, holding up a small cake of soap and the comb "At least to get the worst of it?"

This is honestly the first she's heard of the dead being in Bar, no one having spoke to her of such before, and perhaps her eyes widen a bit, but it is not as strange as some things perhaps. "That being so...mayhap one day I might beg for a chance to see your own world..."