And? What about you?

Huh?

You do believe in ghosts, don't you?

Nope... Can't say I do...

See, look.

Ah, it's raining.

Let's go back before it gets bad.

I'd prefer it if she remained in the dark.

You're not a ghost, you're a stand, got it?

That so?

If I tell her the truth, I'll be saddling her with the fear of things she knows are there but can't see.