[ His eyes went back to squinting, but not out of displeasure. More out of skepticism. And bewilderment, because how is one flown to collect on a job? Still, this woman didn't seem to mean him any ill will, so the best he could do was slowly shamble out of his gallant ship. ]

Just marvelous. So I'm dead or something? Because that sounds a lot like the lines and phrases an owner of purgatory would give.

[ The man's knees trembled, weak from the trip. ]

Well I'm glad you seem to be alright! huff I-I mean, unless we're the only ones who didn't make it. Being deceased here and all. I-I don't know how it works yet, give me some time to figure that out.

[ He dusted his robe with his hand, taking off his hat to seriously fan himself. Black did not reflect heat very well. ]