"Ah yes," he said, placing his hand over her own near his mouth and moving it up to his cheek. Being touched or caressed on the face was probably the most comforting thing he could think of. Ellistree had spoiled him in those regards.

"He asked to be alone with his grief, and though I am one to usually 'not catch the hint', as it were, I could do nothing but oblige." Nokosi closed his eyes and nuzzled his cheek into her open palm. "I have not met too many spirits that are so very forthright with their stories, but I am grateful for those they have given. It is as you said: they have much to offer through their experiences."