[She's strangely proud of him for not trying to hold his breath. Much as she wants to shoot a little banter at him, Death puts a free gloved hand out before her.]

Watch.

[She motions her head to the creature with them. The giant whale shark seems to split in two and everything else besides the trio stills. The slow, stationary original and the other that swims lively over to them only to stop in front of her. Mere inches from her hand.]

Big guy's had a long run, way before I got here. [Finally she releases Peter's hand and looks back to him, the toothless mouth idly opening and closing.] This is your last chance to see or touch one for a long while, Peter. He's been patiently waiting for me to take him.