James looked over at Edward with even more confusion, and worry for the boy.
"What? No, Edward - we're not dead! You're not dead. I'm not dead," he said pointing to himself, poking his chest with an insistence to even assure himself of that truth. "I mean, I've never heard of a grim reaper but it sounds like you guys have pretty sad jobs. Is that all you get to do?" he asked, looking up at Watson. "Where do you put the souls when you're done? Do they go back into the earth? Like magic?"
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