Thunder Dome plan a pretty picnic

The two of them settled in, doing their best to politely and fairly arrange the space. Thank goodness Apple seemed fairly laid-back, and seeing as Rue was the submissive sort she didn't expect they should have any problems despite being near-strangers in a very small space.

"Ghosts, hmm," Rue mused, intrigued by the subject. "Not that I'm aware of," she admitted, though after her recent encounter with the dark-coated woman she was unsure whether she would have recognized that a ghost was a ghost even if she had seen one. "My dreams feel like ghosts of.. of events sometimes," she added, wondering if ghosts had to be people, or if other things could be ghosts. What is a memory but a ghost of an event, anyway?