Scarlet could only nod. Her small bit of chaos was small, and there might be a lot of people willing to drag the loved one of someone else away. The father of their child. But she had faith that whatever happened that Blank would come back to her. Even if it wasn't until they saw one another back in their own world.
She was dragged out of her own thoughts. And she smiled at him just a little. "I can, because like you, I am a spectre. Or a spirit. I've been one for a while. I would say it's a long time, but your counterpart here probably would chuckle at that part."