She looks better, (Lucretia says offhandedly, shrugging a translucent shoulder. What? She's dead, she can say whatever she wants, consequences don't exist.
Coming a little closer, she hovers precariously over his shoulder to watch him flick across the homepage screens. She's very careful not to accidentally merge into him, because she's heard that it's cold. Sometimes she passes through people that can't see her just to watch them stop and shiver, maybe rub their arms. Leaving a mark any way she possibly can.
Watching him open up different apps is so interesting and curious, but when he holds down the button at the bottom center and holds it out to her however, she immediately blanks.)
Um... (What are you supposed to ask one of these things? Lucretia clears her throat awkwardly.) Uh– how are you?
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Coming a little closer, she hovers precariously over his shoulder to watch him flick across the homepage screens. She's very careful not to accidentally merge into him, because she's heard that it's cold. Sometimes she passes through people that can't see her just to watch them stop and shiver, maybe rub their arms. Leaving a mark any way she possibly can.
Watching him open up different apps is so interesting and curious, but when he holds down the button at the bottom center and holds it out to her however, she immediately blanks.)
Um... (What are you supposed to ask one of these things? Lucretia clears her throat awkwardly.) Uh– how are you?