(yes)

"I-I didn't. And I think he was telling you, not me," Lark stood, offering her hand to Kat to help her up. "What about the person you revived?" Lark asked.

Kat: she takes the hand and stands up. she sways from side to side. "we should go and check on him. he may need help getting out."

Lark walked to the grave. She knelt down and began to dig in the dirt. She yelped when the hand grasped her wrist. It was cold, but familiar. She sat there staring at the hand around her wrist. It finally let go and she continued to dig. She gasped as the earth erupted underneath her hands and a child pulled free of the dirt. "Kat..." she backed up uneasily.

Kat: " all is fine. this is just normal dead stuff. now when he comes out he will only remember the day he dyed, so be prepared for the worst. being dead to them is like a long sleep but he will not remember anything of being dead." she cranes her head to look in the grave. "oh and i would stand back. some dead people dont take well to being brought back."

"T-tsuri?" Lark stuttered. She edged closer to the boy, ignoring Kat's warning. She walked closer. To her surprise he glared at her and shoved her to the ground walking past her. Lark lay on the ground, shocked. She looked up. "Tsuri!" she yelled as he walked through the gate of the graveyard.

Kat: "well that went rather well. most of the time they beat the snot out of their loved ones." she stands and follows the boy.

LLark pulled herself to her feet and ran after the boy.

Kat: She runs in front of the boy. "hey." she say calmly. "what seems to be wrong, you look upset."

"Tsuri, remember me?" Lark asked, standing next to Kat.