"Aye, true enough." Soft chuckled slightly, shaking her head in sympathetic affection. How many times had she been on the end of that? "It's always when they see you with your feet up, isn't it? The sound of my nightmares isn't the thundering of Magitek or the screaming of Primals, it's a pleasant voice asking: 'Oh, Ms Ghost, I see you're not busy right now...'"

She pulled a face of horror, as if she'd just seen something dreadful, and then laughed.

"But that's as may be. You've been introduced to the place, aye?"