Someone is slow clapping from behind both of the brawling supernaturals. Perched on the opposite railing is a face that's at least familiar to one of these unruly gentlemen, amused by this display in spite of her frustration with her sudden situation. Finding oneself corporeal again and free from the ties that bound her to the Other Side would be better if she hadn't just come to terms with her fate and was awaiting the moment until she found peace so she could reunite once more with her mother in a better, brighter place.

The ship's brighter, but she wouldn't necessarily call it better. A bit more crowded, that's for sure.

"Oh, don't mind me. Continue! I'm enjoying this."