Don't make it sound like I'm a fan of skellingtons themselves!

[Erin peers into the basin]

It's just...my best friend while in school was a goth, and then while I ruled the underworld the place I ruled from had a throne made of bones and all. I kinda started to like the sinister details a well-placed bone can create.

[Hell isn't known for having tremendously cheerful stuff, you know! You either grow to not mind it or like it, or you have a hard time even staring at your surroundings]