Sibyl's mind came to the conclusion that the ghost was that of Swinging Sally, although she was still recovering from the shock and fear to really say anything for a minute. In answer, she gave Rowan a nod while she held her hand to her chest before putting her head against the furniture.
"It's okay," she managed in a weak breath a minute later, once she found her voice again. "Her hanging over my bed would have had me screaming too, especially if I'd just woken up from a bad dream."
Rowan didn't say it was a bad dream but she could easily figure it out. "You need anything? Water? Coffee? A hand back to bed? ... Light?"