Eva's tears ceased when their lips parted but she was quiet for a second before asking tentatively.
''Can you see my ghostly form? Ah! Will Ethan be affected by my Ying, no, yang energy.'' She trailed off, lost in thought, 'what do those Chinese say about ghost energy affecting the living, hmm… why can't I remember, is it shortened life and—
Julian couldn't take it anymore and thrust meat into her mouth. Eva bit down, savouring the familiar flavour as her thoughts cleared.
''Ghosts can't eat food,'' she said with a confident tone as her eyes brightened gradually at the thought.
"Why didn't you tell me I'm not dead? You made me cry for nothing!" Eva's words made Julian want to spank her, but he held back—there was a more pressing situation in the room.
''Eva, face this way.'' Ethan guided her face to the hovering raining cloud in their room.
''Why is there a cloud in the room?'' Eva jumped up and poked it tentatively.
