"Quite miraculous, really," says Jones, absently, not really sure what to think. She's never been particularly fond of necromancy, despite her aptitude for it—she's always thought it was a bit of a crime against nature, desecration of bodies aside. Although Cassandra certainly doesn't seem to mind. Nor does she seem to be a mindless, shambling meat puppet. "If I may ask—how did you come to be alive again?"