"You understand death, yes?" she asks - trying to make sure that that word, at least, is coming across correctly. Just to be sure, she'll follow it up with a couple hand motions: sliding a finger across her throat, and miming stabbing a sword into her stomach. "This. If this, then after, you will live; you will living. The gods here make death gone. Really, it's something of a curse, if you think about it - it means there's no escape."

She does not, of course, expect him to understand that last bit, but she looks at him expectantly all the same, wanting to verify that everything that wasn't in Greek came across as she meant it.