"Niles," Emma was gentle, or at least, she tried to be, "she's a little lost, a bit confused, but you are why she's here, because you loved her, still do I think? And she loves you."
She looked up at Julia, an infinitesimally small shrug lifting her shoulders, a questioning arch to her brow, she hoped that she didn't say anything that was outright wrong at least. "I know it hurts hun, but, she's here. Really here, in the ghostly sense of course."