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Saying nothing of her first words, and instead used her time to think over her answer to the question. Why didn't she believe in them? Sen could go on about how no one possessed a soul, and that it was just a myth started to keep other's in line with threats of an afterlife. It certainly seemed like the best choice of words to her, but it wasn't why she, as an individual, did not think ghosts and spirits existed. In truth, the raven lupine had no reason to not believe, it was just something she felt, something she couldn't bring her mind to see as being true and real even if she would try to. She'd tried once in order to comfort her sister when their mother had died, but had to lie with each word she spoke. She could not speak as if she'd believed when she didn't, because even when she tried to her mind would give her nothing. "I just don't," Sen answered. "I can't bring my mind, or any part of me, to see ghosts as anything more than beings in a nighttime story. The idea of it, of them, being real doesn't add up in my head."

Shaking her head to clear it of any thoughts of the subject, she brought back her grin that had disappeared while she'd spoken. "Probably can't see 'em as being real because of the stories I'd heard when younger. Not once had the stories ever been real, and so the ghosts couldn't be real either."