"No." That was the simple answer. There was Eloise, who had offered in a vague sense, but after the debacle with Dog when they first met. He was ashamed to admit that, after that, he was a little hesitant to trust her help around here. "Well, not really. Not anyone who knows what they're doing, you know?"
Though he didn't say anything, David shrugged when Leah told him that no one knew for sure. It was true. "And if anyone claims to, they're usually crazy," he said with a soft chuckle as he smoothed a hand through his hair. She answered with her own thoughts, complete with what religion she subscribed to, and he nodded his head. "I've never really been into any kind of religion. The ghost thing kept me tied to something, but I've always referred to it as spiritual agnosticism. I figure that's the safest way to say it. Because I don't know if I believe in heaven or hell, but I can't let myself believe that Elliot, or the rest of my family and friends, for that matter, are just... rotting corpses or piles of ash, you know? I want to believe that there's something more, and that the people we love are always watching us and protecting us, even when they aren't with us anymore." That, really, was why he appeared so well-adjusted since his brother's death. Because of that belief, he never really felt alone.
"Exactly," David said with a smile, determinedly telling himself that things would be different for Leah, because they were here and safe now, and ignoring the little spark in his gut that reminded him that here was where the worst of the bad had happened to Rae. "Everything will be great. And if there's anything I can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask me."
Making a face at the thought of Sandwich Guy or whatever his name was running security, David shook his head no. "I'm right there with you." It was funny, how similar David and Leah's opinions on a number of things had become. Killing those men back in April and losing his brother had sparked quite a change in him. When she furthered the explanation, David's eyes widened. "And O'Brien let him take security over in his absence." A man who had shot him and left him for dead. "I'd rather have your brother there," he paused when he realized that his tone possibly sounded offensive, "no offense..." he added sheepishly. "But from me, that's saying something." And he knew that she knew.
David wasn't always good with words, and when Marigold asked him if they were going to go see Dog, he shook his head. "Not exactly. There's an animal over by the vet station who really wants to meet you..." he explained, then turned to Leah for support. She knew her daughter better than he did, and knew how to ease her mind.