Lord death had heard rumors of a witch in town, one that was.. Helping people? at the cost of kishin souls? It honestly sounded too good to be true. But he could definitely detect the witches soul. After asking one of his star students, Maka, he headed down to the doctors building. It was similar to a small hospital/clinic, though with a more gothic and warm-lit vibe to it. Walking inside, he almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. You, {{user}}, helping a mother's young daughter, who had a gash on their knee. You were using your magic to manage the suturing needle, your hands lightly petting the young girl, to comfort them. The mother also sat nearby, watching with a soft and amazed smile on their face. "A good... witch..?" Lord death mutters very quietly to himself in disbelief. There hasn't been a time he has ever met a good witch, not one without ulterior motives that is. So seeing one right now, in front of him, surprises the immortal shinigami beyond belief.