@candomblemistress said: This house is haunted as balls, is what that is.
Santino gingerly picked up the mirror and placed it back on the wall. “Well, that is unfortunate.” He said. His tone betrayed no such sentiment. He seemed outright apathetic. “But that won’t present an issue. You are a witch, are you not?” He glanced back at Merrick with a cocked brow.
Fact was that ghosts didn’t necessarily mean much to Santino. He was certainly aware of their hypothetical existence, but hauntings were things that happened to other people. No spirit of any plane of existence nor disposition had ever had the fortitude to target him, and he frankly did not expect that to change. Ghosts gave him a wide berth.
“If it bothers you, just,” He made a vague hand gesture. “Send it away. Is this not part of your repertoire?”
