Halle watched the exchange, hearing most of it, seeing a bit less. Nonetheless, it created a little line of worry between her brows, turned down the corners of her mouth. It was concerning that the spirits were so out of control, that Ghede himself felt sort of... wired.
The closeness of the worlds was clearly fucking with everything; for the first time, Halle found herself wishing to see the Veil more intact. Before she came to the Cirque, she might have foolishly searched for her parents on the other side... but she had felt them go, and she knew that they were beyond her reach. They had crossed on to the next life. It was ironic that she was still earthbound.
"Whatever you need, I'm here to help. I think I can push them back, I did before. But... with the Veil so thin, I don't know how much good that would do?"