"Y'never heard of a ghost, then? Y'must've at least heard one ghost story." He insisted, nudging her arm just a little. While this Emmett was indeed a fevered hallucination rather than a spirit, that was rather more difficult to explain to the one having the hallucination. He watched with a raised eyebrow and an amused smile as Phoebe yelled something about a garden to the birds above, unsure of what she meant.
What she said next made him frown though, and he leaned in a little, sitting down with a little faint thud. "Who said I don' like you? We had our differences, sure, but I dunno, Bee. Distance and time and bein' dead, y'know? All those things give ya some perspective, I guess. I certainly wouldn' say I don' like you."
What she said next made him frown though, and he leaned in a little, sitting down with a little faint thud. "Who said I don' like you? We had our differences, sure, but I dunno, Bee. Distance and time and bein' dead, y'know? All those things give ya some perspective, I guess. I certainly wouldn' say I don' like you."
