"Can't say that I blame you. Every ghost I've ever tried talking to has always been a giant pain in the ass," Jenny says, and her smirk widens a bit as she shrugs. There's one of them now, walking around, visible but clearly see through. She lifts an eyebrow at them. They're dressed like they work on a cruise ship, but don't seem to realize or care that they are... well, dead. She lifts an eyebrow at them. "I wonder if they even know they're stuck on a ghost ship going nowhere."
The comment is made thoughtfully more than anything else since she knows answers aren't going to be given easily. If there are any answers.
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The comment is made thoughtfully more than anything else since she knows answers aren't going to be given easily. If there are any answers.