"Is that so?" Pierce chuckled, genuinely amused. "In that case, I've been breaking the law for quite some time now." He had been communicating with the dead for longer than he cared to remember, after all. By now, it was just part of his life - almost as natural as breathing. He saw them everywhere, and not all of them were at peace. Most of the ones he saw were not.
But the girl, something was familiar about her. It was the eyes, most certainly. "Can't say I've met many people in a graveyard before, but now's as good of a time as any. I'm Pierce." He extended his hand for a greeting shake.