why were you digging, what did you bury?

Playing dead was an awfully hard masquerade, but Caiaphas was committed -- it took every ounce of her self-restraint and composure not to giggle wildly when out of the corner of one slyly slitted eye she witnessed Kevlyn's sudden concern.

When he announced his uncertainty by a small gurgle Caiaphas felt the boom of laughter threatening to betray her act; with a gulp she remained on the ground, inert and presumably dead. She made no motion even as he prodded her -- if anything, his hard shoves bound her further into her commitment to make him convinced she had indeed died right then and there from his cuteness.

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