"That..also seems to be a big one, yeah"He questioned, fingers toying with his beer a moment before taking a long drink of it. It was..fascinating, really, being able to actually talk to a ghost without the whole murder thing. That was always..terrifying, really. No matter which way it was painted.
He paused, however, at her words and frown flickered to life across his features. "Holy crap that sounds..I mean I'm sorry that you.."Trailing off, he hesitated, fingers hovering just above where her should was. He could have easily helped, sent her upstairs if they'd been back home but this place was..different. Broken.