The park was near by just across the street.He still wasn't hearing what he wanted. Like before deciding rather or not phone was a good idea he needed her to go back and explain what actually happened. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew this was hypocritical how many times had he let people think he was dead after all. His nostrils were flared but he was still staking calming breaths when they found a bench in the park to sit he was uneasy.
"I don't...you died."He manged. "I don't understand how I'm talking to a ghost."