[Part of him expects her to actually interact with it somehow, like she's just suddenly going to be whole and real and-- well, she's real, he's not just living in a world where this isn't happening. Idly, he wonders if he slammed his head into the doorframe on the way in and now he's rapidly hallucinating. That's just as viable as finding a real life fucking ghost that's now baffled by his cell phone. Like. How did he even get here.]

Uh, yeah, best person in the world. Besides me. Helps we have the same face so we don't have to argue about who looks better.

[He looks at his phone again, tries to think of what to open that won't immediately be confusing. He figures that'll be all of it, so he just taps on the browser, opening up to a Google search.]

So uh, you can figure out anything you want just by typing it in here. Actually, you know what might be weird? Hang on, I can hear you. Try this.

[He presses his finger down on the home button, pulling up the voice recognition.]

Ask it something.