Petrifying glare

The girls remained unblinking at the revelation made by Uriel and they awkwardly laughed not knowing if he was joking or if he meant something different to what he just said. Then Medusa broke the silence with the same question they all had in their mind.

"But you're here, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"What do you mean then? Did you die for a few minutes or something?" It was Nika's turn to ask a question.

"It's complicated."

"Are you a zombie?" Luna said as she stood on the tip of her toes to lean closer to his face, but her question prompted Nika to take her distance from Uriel.

"No, no! I'm not a zombie or a cryptid. The dagger I found in Chichén Itzá had an inscription that said 'offer thy heart'."

"And of course the first thing you thought was to stab yourself in the heart like a moron!" Nika scolded.