Ravensblood Forest deserve's got nothing to do with it

"Ghost-hunting," Wraen replied with a crooked grin and a mischievous look in her eyes. She had been near enough to see that she had startled guy and this had made her immediately wonder, why had it been so. Had she surprised him? Was there something else to be afraid of? Or had he done the same wandering in the imagination land as she had done earlier? And she had woken him up rudely?

Whatever the reason had been, she was not afraid and there she had a bit of an advantage over him. Unless he turned out to be a jerk and strike out. Therefore she decided to continue with a friendly banter - either he picked up the joke or concluded that she was crazy - in both instances she would be a winner still. "For a moment there I thought you were one of them. You know - the classy pale, white looks and all. Plus," she cast a glance around the area, "this does seem just like a place ghosts would love to roam around, don't you think?"