"Exactly," John says, experiencing that little pulse of relief that comes with unanticipated commonalities between universes. Christ knows what the Darrow brand knock-off versions of the tests are called, presuming an equivalent exists here, but hearing Blue use the actual, real names for them is oddly but profoundly reassuring.
Responding to the ghost comment is a little trickier, if only because the whole topic feels fraught by association. But the technicalities ought to be harmless enough, and he ventures, "I think it might have been... an atypical effort on the ghost's part. What we experienced doesn't align much with the stories and rumors about the place. I suspect a good deal of the alleged hauntings had nothing to do with her." Or with ghosts of any kind, quite frankly.
He blinks down at her when she asks after him, then tips his head a little in wry acknowledgment. There was already a small scar across his throat when he arrived here, but the one his would-be murderer left him with is far more prominent, and visibly fresher. "I'm... surviving," he replies at length. "I presume Kat told you something." There's no ire or accusation in his tone; he doesn't begrudge Kat wanting to talk about it with someone, and as third parties go, Blue is rather unobjectionable. There is a hint of inquiry, though; he doesn't know how much Kat has told her, and he'd rather know how much ground there might be to cover before he runs the risk of ruining anyone's brunch.
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Responding to the ghost comment is a little trickier, if only because the whole topic feels fraught by association. But the technicalities ought to be harmless enough, and he ventures, "I think it might have been... an atypical effort on the ghost's part. What we experienced doesn't align much with the stories and rumors about the place. I suspect a good deal of the alleged hauntings had nothing to do with her." Or with ghosts of any kind, quite frankly.
He blinks down at her when she asks after him, then tips his head a little in wry acknowledgment. There was already a small scar across his throat when he arrived here, but the one his would-be murderer left him with is far more prominent, and visibly fresher. "I'm... surviving," he replies at length. "I presume Kat told you something." There's no ire or accusation in his tone; he doesn't begrudge Kat wanting to talk about it with someone, and as third parties go, Blue is rather unobjectionable. There is a hint of inquiry, though; he doesn't know how much Kat has told her, and he'd rather know how much ground there might be to cover before he runs the risk of ruining anyone's brunch.