Serpent Lake my spirit rises off the plate

An idea came to mind, and the pale wraith smiled. It was brief, and emotion was wiped clean from her face as she beheld the priest. She stepped toward him, claws digging into the earth, and spoke in a bored monotone. "I think you have me confused, silly priest. I do not 'offer myself' to the heartless." Her stance was pure neutral, and her tail lay limp down her rump. Her eyes bore into his as she said smoothly "I am the Heartless."

She was a pretty amazing actress if she said so herself. Not a hint of emotion, delivered perfectly; Aeronwyn allowed herself pride at this moment.