Kasa blinked with interest as the was given language lessons by the undead. Listening to the way he pronounced the word and watching the shape his mouth made when he did. She mumbled under her breath as she tried to mimic the sounds. "Zeed... Zid... Zied... Zed." She perked up as she got it, her eyes lighting up excitedly. "Zed!" She repeats again in triumph with a wide grin to match.

Soon the Zed continued to drunkenly speak on. Telling her about the size of his group and how he actually lost one recently to demons. Causing Kasa to frown somewhat with sympathy.

But hearing how they had a monument dedicated to the dead Zed helped her smile return, albeit a solemn one. "This one would be happy to pay her respects to the memorial of Uditahv's friend." She paused in thought. It sounder like this memorial was a big thing for the Zed, and understandably so. "Hey, if Uditahv ever need help taking care of monument. Let this one know. She has much free time after she hunts in the Wilds, she would be honored to lend hand, yes." She offered a good natured grin to the walkin-talkin corpse. He seemed to be a pretty good guy, even when hammered. It only seemed right to give him her respect.