Nali's ability to sense the presence of spirits was much different than Ghede's. They weren't clear before her eyes, but she could smell them in a way, and see flickers – tiny, brief snapshots of the spirits. The departing ghost was nothing but a fading scent to her, a breath of movement before it was gone. "No need for apologies," she offered, glancing in the direction that Ghede indicated.
"To be new to anything is difficult; I understand that too well, at the moment." It was almost funny, how much Nali felt new to. Marriage, the circus, the idea of friends outside her own clan. She hadn't really understood how isolated she had been. "Forgiving the guests is easy enough. They are new to all of this, as well, and only visitors. Tomorrow, they will be back in their own lives, and we will only be fading memories."