"That's where you're wrong. I wouldn't tell anyone." He grinned a devious smile because of course Jim would find a way to utilize some great knowledge like that. That sort of thing would then be prodded and invested in for years and he'd have to be in charge of it all. Naturally. "It'd be knowledge for me and me alone. And you while you still were floating around or whatever ghosts might do."
The alcohol was a concern. But it felt fixable, to a degree. "I'll just start watering down your drinks. Easy temporary solution to slow the process." It was unfortunate to hear that the other got sick or was sick. Jim likely didn't notice or he did but was too busy or couldn't offer any cares for it. "A spa vacation. How does that sound? They can do the silly little needles and scrubs for you."