"That man wasn't really alive at all," Kisuke agrees, voice mildly bothered by how little he really knows for certain about everything in Darrow. "In any sense. I didn't sense any kind of human soul in him anymore, living or dead. It wasn't simply that it was a stubbornly possessed corpse. I've dealt with those before a lot of times. It was purely a being without a soul." Baffling in the extreme, only because everything had a soul, however small. He licks at his dry lips before leading her to the stairwell with a soft bump of his hip against her side.

"Elevators go on the blink in the building a lot. Better to take the stairs, even though I'm really just so lazy most of the time I'd rather not. It's better than being stuck in the elevator before we get showered. It'll start to stink, and who knows what they'll say when they finally find us in there. You saw your grandmother's spirit?" he asks suddenly. "Is that something that you can do a lot?"