Sally lowered her wand again, and glanced between the...apparition, and Ellie. "I mean, I dunno how the whole ghost thing works. Do you have to like scare a certain number of people before you can talk?" She shrugged and sat back on the bed next to Ellie, looking at it with interest.
"I dunno. Keep talking? Maybe it's just bored." Sally picked at her jeans slightly. "I wish I knew who...I mean, I feel bad, just saying 'it.'" She leaned over and put her head on Ellie's shoulder, still trying to pick out some features in the form in front of them.
"I kissed Harold," Sally said quietly, after a few moments. "That's what I was talking about. Last week, in the fort. What do you think of that, Ghostie?"