Killian stood back, preparing himself just in case the corpse wasn't actually dead.
The corpse rose from the abyss, a pungent smell greeting Killian first. He stepped further away, considering what he was about to do.
"Hah... I told you, didn't I? That in the Abyss time stops so of course, if she was dead when you put her in, she'd be dead too. And I should add, time works normally when you get her out again."
Killian held his nose with one hand, and carefully dropped Thistle from his shoulders, in case she needed to move further away. "This will be worse than eating bark. But I promised to do it."
"Promised who? You can break that promise. I am not excited to taste a few days old corpse either."
Killian grunted, walking away from the body. He spotted Thistle. Watching the corpse with no definitive emotion in her face. He leaned towards her. "Do you know her?"
Thistle looked away, she made a small nod. "She is an anomaly too."
