"What, death? I think that's rather an inevitability, even the dead die twice, it seems. Or at least twice, maybe more. So messy, all the things here."

Aside from his cheerful commentary, he grinned, slipping the silence talisman out of his cleavage (he didn't have any, but he could still reach down his front to grab things out of the wrapping he wore there specifically to keep things), holding it jovially between two fingers. The urge to laugh had slackened again, but the glint in his eyes carried more mirth than it should when he flicked his fingers, sending the talisman to settle on the tomb's side, encasing them in a small space of outward silence.

"I'll remind you this dulls sound down to nothing, but not visuals, so I hope your new way isn't blasting with light involved, it'll be quite attractive for all the less pleasant reasons!"