"People see dead people alla time, don' they? Through Ludo, or ghosts, whatever." Maybe-Emmett replied matter of factly, apparently completely nonplussed about the concept. Watching passively as Phoebe whined, it was impossible to tell from the vague outlines of his face how he was feeling.
A chuckle followed her question and he shook his head. "Ain' no potatoes, and I dunno...I guess y'can' see me all the way. Y'look kind of peaky, so maybe that's it." A ghotly finger reached out to touch Phoebe's forehead, as if going to check her temperature; whether she would feel anything was down to how delirious she truly was.
A chuckle followed her question and he shook his head. "Ain' no potatoes, and I dunno...I guess y'can' see me all the way. Y'look kind of peaky, so maybe that's it." A ghotly finger reached out to touch Phoebe's forehead, as if going to check her temperature; whether she would feel anything was down to how delirious she truly was.
