Is this corpse starting to regain it's mind, or is the Necromancer just insane?
Upon smelling the coffee, the corpse shambled over, grabbing the entire pot, glugging it down noisily, slopping some onto his chest in the process. "Fucking sloppy bastard." she hissed below her breath. This fucking thing was a slob. Was he the same when he was alive? Or was his brain still yet to come back?