The shift in Trahearne's posture and tone gets a slight head-tip. He's received worse reactions to that sort of announcement in the past, and might have expected something more vehement given the aforementioned corrupting dragon.

"No, I look this good all the time," Devin quips, waggling his eyebrows a little. "Undead don't rot in my world, we're just..." He waves his hand vaguely. "Not alive. No heartbeat. Nasty buggers, too, since we're basically apex predators with over-inflated egos."