"If the house got demolished, the only thing left standing would be her cabinet," he said as he settled more sideways than properly in the chair, digging his heels into the armrest as he shoved himself into a near recline against the other arm. "I'd do it. It's not like the ghosts would get all mad if someone from the Guild just wanted to know who it is that's haunting the place."
"Who's haunting a whatnow?" Artan asked as he walked in and swiped the chips back. "Who's this guy?" He asked Henry, "And why's he got my delicious forbidden snackfoods?"
Ronan smiled and looked over at Henry. "Yes, Henry. Who indeed?"