[ He catches that last fragment and frowns, spins his words over in his mind to attempt something like an indignant comment in response. It doesn't quite land, because all he manages is a clumsy: ]

You're here now, 's what counts.

[ Quickly waving his awkward statement aside (even if he wants to ask), he presses on. ]

Problem is that people stop coming to places like this. Makes some spirits even more lonely, y'know? What's it called... 'negative reinforcement'?

People keep saying 'don't go there', so they don't. If there's a ghost, might want company. Might not have talked to someone in decades. Centuries.

If there's someone in there, can't just assume they wanna kill you.

[ This is a very nice sentiment, but En's been wrong before. ]