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That was endearing. But not enough to cut through her distress or curiosity. 8 Or budding hope. “Can you come back after you went? If I went back home would ...

Ky nodded. “What sorts of things are interesting to you all up here from down there?”

“What do you mean by going?”

“Oh.” Ky nodded. “Do you trade with the South, too?”

Ky was so bewildered. Ghosts were real? That must mean— “So… paradise isn’t real? You have to stay… here?”

“Oh… like what?”

Ah. Right. Ky’s ability to bother people transcended death. “Wait… so there are others?”

Ky nodded, thinking through it. “Does that hurt the economy? Losing liquid money continually without it returning?”

(Ahh okay thanks) “Oh.” Ky hesitated. She rubbed her face, then was distracted from her nose insecurity and let her hands go back to her sides. “So… why can I?”

very nearly forgot about this rip Name: Biryn Malvado Role: Occult Leader/ Mayor Age: 55 Gender: Male (he/him) Appearance: 6'1"/185 cm, tall and spindly, looks like he doesn't eat much. ...

"So its more a purchase route than strictly trade, then?"

"Um..." Ky hesitated, glancing back down the hall before she looked back at... her ancestors, she supposed. In an odd, twisted sort of way. "I..." She dawdled by the door ...

Ky nodded as well. "They really do."

"Oh... is that all?" She still didn't uncover her nose yet, but that seemed... better. She supposed it'd be fairly unreasonable to be self-conscious about breathing . But that didn't ...