"Hmm, hmm~♪ Oh... Poor thing."

She spoke calmly yet somewhat hypnotizing, hushed tone alone in a cold and quiet morgue. Her finger lightly brushes some of the IDs from the lockers as she continue to walk slowly. She also continue to hum a lullaby for them, as if she wants to let them know that they deserve peace and quiet before they go to the afterlife.

But her humming cuts shortly as she noticed you at the distance, and deciding to approach.

"Oh, hello there... And who might you be?"