Doe floated toward Ethan as soon as Celeste introduced her. Her translucent form hovered just beside him.
Giggling, she turned to Celeste and teased, "He's such a scaredy-cat! I blew a little air on the back of his neck earlier, and he started shivering all over."
Ethan stiffened. No wonder he'd felt a constant chill creeping up his spine, it was this hundred-year-old ghost messing with him.
Celeste chuckled. "Alright, Doe, tell them about the Shadow Lynx incident. You know that place better than anyone. Even I only learned about it through Ninth Division's reports."
Ethan noticed something strange, Celeste, usually so composed and distant, had been smiling ever since Doe showed up. So this was the expert Celeste had invited. Someone who knew the village of Shadow Lynx better than anyone.
Doe sighed and plopped down beside Ethan. The playfulness in her expression faded as she settled into deep thought. Her translucent face turned solemn.
