Lisa frowned deeply at the ghost. "You can't be-" She didn't finish her comment. She didn't have to. "You..." Her eyes darkened. "Did you do this? You foolish, arse! You did this!"
It wasn't too difficult to guess. He was close, and right there when it had happened. He had to have been watching.
Lisa grabbed one of her books and chucked it at him. "Damn it! I wish you could have felt that! I'm sure it would hurt!" She gathered her things, realizing that perhaps the implications of him actually feeling, actually being alive to feel that could have been harsh.