Karis let Daniel collect his wits. For the few moments it took him, she smirked. She liked seeing people freak out when they saw her for the first time. Or, at least she thought she did. The fact that her mother had been aboard and reacted so poorly was another thing to think about, but something she was trying to bury. Harassing people seemed like a good way to start.

She leaned forward on the table and cocked her head to peer down at the mummy, the little yellow lights that served her as eyes running over the dried-out corpse. Bodies had stopped bothering her a long time ago - she'd seen quite a few of them. Hell, she might as well be one at this point. After a moment, she finally glanced up with a wide grin that revealed far too many sharp, pointy teeth. She reached out to shake with her own clawed, bony hand. At least he was polite!

"Karis Needleteeth. I'd have t'argue the whole idea of being dead being the purpose behind being a corpse, but I think I might be a little biased, yeah?"

She snickered. It wasn't a particularly nice sound, "Anyway, what're you gonna do with this thing after you study it? You're not gonna need it, are you?"