"If you know how, I'm all ears." Simon's voice is dry, sarcastic. He doesn't necessarily like this particular line of questioning because it brings to mind just how damn powerless he is. "I can't even fucking haunt properly. Was there some sort of ghost school I was supposed to go to?"

He can't even tip a bin or blow paper along the pavement. He'd love to be able to influence his environment even a little, but that seems entirely beyond him. He's not exactly going to be Poltergeist of the Year.

"I'm a shitty ghost and I was a shitty Guardian."