"Another ghost?" He looked at the food then back up to Ren. "Are you a ghost too?" There was a bit of excitement in the question. Willie enjoyed talking to other ghosts and Mike was strangely lifer like, but that made sense given he was new to the whole death thing.
"Oh, not too far off. I'm from 2020... oh... I did not calculate that right, man, closer to 35 years I guess?" He laughed. There was a disconnect in time flow even if he knew what year it was back home. Time did not really move the same for him.
Sitting down, he pulled his hair over his shoulders and folded his hands on the table. "Uh, a few months, I think. I'm not used to paying attention to time so much," he admitted. "What about you?"