“In the river.” Nothing this suggests to her, offhand, seems good - she mulls it over as she leans toward Wolfgang to examine him for signs of 'horrible drowning', just in case, if slightly belatedly. (She's extremely useful in preventing a drowning, which is a nicer thing to think about than how accomplished she is in causing one.)
She keeps thinking about the ghost's hands, more than anything else; milk-white and dead, properly dead, not like Ivan or Deacon. A haunting is a wretched thing and she feels more than a little wretched for having come so close to it, unsure now precisely what to do - that they should do something isn't a question.
ugh how did i edit my last tag for repetition and MISS DIFFERENT REPETITION curse you reed richards
She keeps thinking about the ghost's hands, more than anything else; milk-white and dead, properly dead, not like Ivan or Deacon. A haunting is a wretched thing and she feels more than a little wretched for having come so close to it, unsure now precisely what to do - that they should do something isn't a question.