"I owe you not a thing, tis a simple rule to help a comrade." Her words even, the woman brgan to still.  Her breathing even, escaping in cool whisps back into the air. The grim was in contact with someone, holding a hand around his neck.

Lifting her head at the sound of Ecto, she simply shook her head. A slow motion as a smile appeared on her features. She must have been getting good if those who have already worked with her have not found out.
"Little on, I couldn't know what you look like, even if I wished it so. Though, we have known each other in one time, your voice sparks memory, i just cant figure out which one"
A hand reaching to her mask, she waved it across the void like sockets, a bit of the creation dissolving in a mirrage to reveal a open eye. Clouded red as if peering through a casing of fog. "My mask is the head of the raven. Comes in handy at times like this." Her hand brushing back, the mask took its place over her eye.
"Can you walk? Come i suspect that the Walker has been found."