Maria's body was motionless, just like a true corpse. However, she roughly grabbed at the hand that tried to touch her as her eyes opened. "A corpse, should be left well alone. Oh, I know very well how the secrets beckon so sweetly. Only an honest death will cure you now. Liberate you from your wild curiosity." Maria spoke; standing from her chair and releasing the hand she grabbed. Her gaze was cold, calculated, and notably tired. Yet, her expression itself was emotionless.