The answer didn't take Dahlia back, not like it may have others. Mostly she didn't completely understand it. Prunes must have meant something bad; so she faintly nodded as though she grasped that. "It's good to not worry." that much she knew for certain. Much of her life she had worried about the fact that others did not seem to like her. She'd tried to be different, she'd tried to hide, but in the end she could only pretend for so long.
Dahlia was who she was. She saw what she saw...
If people didn't like that, or her, that was okay.
A slight face before Dahlia shook her head. "I don't think they can." the only thing she knew that they could do was talk. Not touch, or smell, or taste. They could hear though. Some heard very very well. Dahlia learned many things from ghosts. Some things she probably shouldn't know. "I'll...try to convince her." she didn't like that her twin, her sister, seemed unwilling to be around the other.
It didn't make sense.
The fact that he'd said what he had said, didn't bother Dahlia. But the thought of it did. She hadn't had that thought about her twin's name before and now that she had it was going to be something she remembered. Something she questioned even if there wasn't answer for it. She didn't like those kinds of questions. "Maybe..." she remarked, her features relaxing slightly as she attempted to push the thought from her mind...
It was easier to do with distraction. Janos was distraction. So was trying to find him a room when she had no idea which were free or if there were even empty ones.
She wasn’t even sure if someone had to tell others that a vampire was back in the house. Or did people just know? Dahlia was rather uninformed when it came to protocols. She’d never left the house for long, even if she had thought to. Janos would know. At least she thought that he would. He seemed to know the house very well.
Chewing her lip again Dahlia moved to leave the attic with him. To find her maker a room in the house.