Noting the mouses's unease, Hel was momentarily confused by it. Then she grimaced- it wasn't as if she'd never inspired this sort of reaction before.

"If I was here to take your life, then I wouldn't waste my breath talking."

With a shake of her head, her pigtails swung in accordance. Part of her was ready to be done with this conversation. Apparently that assumption was somehow offensive. Hel saw to the needs of the dead after they passed on, she didn't push the process forward.