"I'm sure it is." He managed a bit more of a smile, looking down still, and pulled his wings just a bit tighter to him. There was something he wasn't saying just yet.

"And your love takes the form of a skeleton?" He was pretty sure that's what she'd said, amid his confusion about named weapons. "...I suppose even if anything did happen to either of you, it wouldn't necessarily stop the two of you from being together, would it."

What with being Death and all. It made sense to him, at least.