"Impossible," Rimethiel said. "I'm already dead, and I am not rotting." Oh, that might open up an entire new can of worms. Not that she seemed to care about that much.

"However, I do not think that using the entire arsenal at my disposal would do any good against this force field. In my experience, it simply takes time. I suppose we could at least speak to one another." Though there's that slight sneer again.

She, at least, felt that she had better things to do than talk to a human.