[ Calm, inquisitive, not the least bit flustered like that boy Luke was. And didn't the other Keramon mention immortality? Though well aware people are being pulled from vastly different worlds, in the Undertaker's own there are three things that live eternally: angels, reapers, and demons. He, too, is curious and interested. A lack of yellow-green eyes upon the other man tells Undertaker one thing in theory, but wouldn't it just be a most delightful little joke if....

He titters to himself as he bows his head, reaching under the concealing fall of his bangs to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose. ]

I am but a humble undertaker these days, milord. For the most part it's been many years since I fulfilled the duties of a grim reaper. [ Now come on, to be fair, trade an answer for an answer. ] And what might it make you, for your little one to call you immortal?