why were you digging, what did you bury?

Not surprisingly, Kevlyn flailed under her -- and as Caiaphas withdrew her head his limbs grazed her cheek. The struggle he valiantly put forth to right himself was laudable, if not laughable, and with a mirthful snigger Caiaphas slid into the sand upon her needle-thin elbows.

She did not miss the dark scowl that consumed his features -- and had he rounded upon her without the mischievous glint to his gaze Caiaphas would have been taken aback by it. As he closed the distance Caiaphas choked and with a gurgling croak she fell to the ground in a flourish, playing dead as he stepped about her.

CAIAPHAS
"how does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?"