Theo inclined his head, privately adding that to his long list of reasons for thinking she was bound to the apartment. He'd concluded much the same over the phone, but more evidence only reinforced it. Not isolated to it, at least, as she journeyed through dreams, but certainly seemingly drawn back to it, night after night. He didn't think it was some leftover emotional compulsion, but something lingering more in the magical than the psychosomatic, as far as such applied to ghosts.
He stepped towards the chairs, settling into one despite the lack of cushions. He gestured to the chair's partner, indicating that she should settle down, somehow. “Settle down, however's most comfortable. We have some more consequential things to talk about.” Things they shouldn't be standing around like lemons for. “You asked me to help you with finding answers, on the phone. Do you still want to find out what I've found?”
He stepped towards the chairs, settling into one despite the lack of cushions. He gestured to the chair's partner, indicating that she should settle down, somehow. “Settle down, however's most comfortable. We have some more consequential things to talk about.” Things they shouldn't be standing around like lemons for. “You asked me to help you with finding answers, on the phone. Do you still want to find out what I've found?”