Jocelyn didn't really know what to think. It had taken the girl a couple of seconds, if not a minute, to respond to her. Her voice wasn't any better. It sounded almost robot-ish. The fact that it was more monotone added a slight creepy factor to it.
"My name is Jocelyn. One of the DWMA's current Death Scythes."
Jocelyn paused for a second; thinking about what to say next. She didn't greet people too often, so this was a real first for her.
"Would you like a tour?"