Mercy huffs at the 'creepy' comment. Given how much she wants to be touche? Well, she wouldn't say no to anywhere else Aelwyn wants to take this. Maybe not... right this second, though. Priorities.

"Reckon so. Death. She's- With the way it ended, I thought she was something to do with the Slaughter last she was here. Didn't want to think she was connected to the End, I guess." She slides a hand over to rest on Aelwyn's thigh. "She is, though. Like... me?" Her brows furrow slightly. "Or like I was. Don't feel it no more. Can't see like I was doing, either."