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He blinked, all ears still. Seeing ghosts.. he couldn't decide if he was more wary or curious of the notion. "Okay, weird. Are there lots of ghosts to see for those who can see, do you know?" he asked, maybe a bit hopeful that such information had trickled back to her from those ghost-seers. But that was a little off topic.

She had him veering back on track better with the hope that they could try (to which his tail wagged merrily), then her next question. "Me? No.." his ears slid back a notch, familiar with the notion because his sister had brought it into his life but it had never really concerned him much--like many things. Maybe he'd heard something about it from his dad, too, so he knew what it meant and how he had never seen one since they were imaginary and all. "Vela has.. but not me." Jarilo detailed to let her know it was in the family anyway, even if he hadn't originally seen the appeal when it had just been like that from her. A part of him now wanted to backtrack that thought if it was some aspect of coming closer to seeing the unusual. Now it suddenly seemed much more useful instead of just being another thing his sister was into that he didn't understand entirely.. and yet, it was another matter he'd failed to pick up on any sooner than this.