Re: [Lakeside Manor: Hugh & Atticus]
Hugh tilted his head. "I used to mostly believe in them as narrative devices, you know? Not that there isn't some belief - theatrical types tend to hold to some superstitions after all - but it was interesting in a story sense, not a real one. My ex - sort of ex - the girl I fell in love with loved ghost stories and cemeteries and all things that went bump in the night, and she really believed in them, and I think I still didn't, but at this point...? I definitely believe in the possibility of the supernatural, ghosts included. I don't have any real evidence of them, but I don't think that it's unlikely either."
He took a sip of the milk. "There's a place for casual, maybe. I think for everyone. But we all need something at least a few somethings, that are deeper." And this Hugh knew really well. You couldn't live on casual acquaintances that disappeared when things got rough, but you couldn't really ask someone to put in something you weren't willing to put in yourself.
"What do you mean?" He tilted his head at Atticus.