*a skeletal figure rises from the rock, bones appearing to be broken in funny angles, which normally would have caused a deathly pain, the figure first straightens it's arms and hands before moving to the neck, correcting the skull and then proceeding to reconfigure the legs, testing it's limbs for a few moments before becoming enveloped in a black cloak once again and walking towards Gin like nothing happened, standing in his way once again, her tone as passive as normal* I'm not people and you'll never get to the real body. Seems like she's not gonna be around much longer anyway.