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Before he got an answer, some girl unintentionally shoved herself into the conversation. She’s around his age, probably younger. Who knows? She’s a small little thing, but boy can she yell! Even he didn’t have a voice like that. Toshi felt obligated to respect the hairball for that alone.

While he didn’t mind the interruption, Ms. Ghost Lady definitely seemed irked. The look she gave her almost made him want to hang his head in shame. If she were his mama he’d definitely be sucking up to get her approval right about now.

Well, it’s a nice place you got here. Not perfect, kinda muddy, but it’s lookin’ better than my old home!

He turned to the girl and flashed the same smile he gave the woman. M’ name’s Toshi. What’s yours?