"Thank you, sir." the tall woman replies in a quieter voice than she used a moment ago, then adds "Whoever he was and said in life, that's no reason for him to be left lying dead in the gutter."
She looks to the other man and says "My thanks to you as well sir." before turning back to Oswald and realizing that the task he has taken on may be a bit more than his body is capable of, no matter how willing his spirit.
Fortunately for the now taken aback at her own forwardness Lay-Sister, help in the form of Arielle is already on her way.
Arielle:
" Pardon me, yer Lordship. Perhaps with your...uh...noble bearing....and..uh...commanding presence, you might be best to be clearing a path for us what are carrying the old bugge....fellow. Make it easier for everyone, you catch my drift."
The tall woman nods in quick agreement with this suggestion, trying not to bite her lip in sheer nervousness as she looks from Arielle to Oswald.
The big fella approaching, with whiskers a walrus would be proud of seems an unlikely angel by appearance, but any help is better than none, so she smiles at him as he moves towards the group around the body.