Were today not the first of her life after dying on her wedding day, she would not ignore how his body had reacted. In fact, she'd have been most happy to assist him with that reaction, for hours if he liked. But yesterday - or however long she was in the Underworld - was her wedding day. So today, she is not quite willing to set that aside.

But she does lean up to kiss his cheek in thanks.

"You are kind, Remy," she replies, taking the chiton and wrapping it with expert grace around her slender figure, the material both hinting at and hiding it. "I am glad to have met you. Will I stay here long, do you think?"