Aradia spins around, her gaze snapping between the strangers and the not-quite-visible flicker of the other ghost, and does her best to keep calm in the face of a steadily worsening situation. Sure, her control's getting better, but losing her cool and detonating a lightbulb would probably break the tension into outright chaos.
"I'm not your friend," and she bites her cheek a second later because why does she always start off on the wrong foot. It's not like they're already eying her like sharks near blood or anything. "I was here to talk to him - what do you two want? He wasn't hurting anyone."
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Aradia spins around, her gaze snapping between the strangers and the not-quite-visible flicker of the other ghost, and does her best to keep calm in the face of a steadily worsening situation. Sure, her control's getting better, but losing her cool and detonating a lightbulb would probably break the tension into outright chaos.
"I'm not your friend," and she bites her cheek a second later because why does she always start off on the wrong foot. It's not like they're already eying her like sharks near blood or anything. "I was here to talk to him - what do you two want? He wasn't hurting anyone."