Re: Kol Mikaelson & Annie Sawyer
"I've been one, love," Kol admitted. He'd been a ghost that was not so nice. Malicious. Vengeful. If it wasn't for his meddlesome mother stuffing him into the body of a teenage witch with limited magical abilities, he would have been destroyed when the Other Side collapsed. As much as he despised the woman, he was grateful she'd saved him from that fate. "I know they're not all nice."
Fascinating. He was unaware of such a trinket in his own world. The only way Bonnie became corporeal was when she took on the role of being the Anchor. Otherwise, ghosts were confined to the Other Side. "Fascinating. We didn't have anything like that in our world." He smiled sheepishly. "I always enjoy learning more about magic."
Just then the bell clanged and Kol let out a sigh. He was interested in knowing more about that bracelet and the ghost herself. Well, perhaps another time. "It appears we've run out of time, love. Hope to run into you again. You seem like a nice sort. I could use more of that in my life." He pressed a brief kiss to her knuckles. "I do hope you have a good rest of the night."