An awkward silence hangs in the air after Aradia's stilted reply. Clara makes it sound so obvious, and while it's something she's picked up pieces of around the place, it's never been fully explained and it gets a bit embarrassing after a while. She's long since accepted that it's impossible to know everything about being a ghost, but the gaps are still annoying to deal with. "I guessed it was a social thing. Shorthand to refer to people who can see you, or something like that."
Which, in hindsight, still makes perfect sense. It's easy to forget sometimes that most people didn't spend their childhood having morbid tea parties with the dead.
Aradia leans against the lamppost, having given up on scanning the area for Clara in favour of examining the pavement. "I'm sorry she's not spiritually sensitive, though. That must be hard to work around."
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An awkward silence hangs in the air after Aradia's stilted reply. Clara makes it sound so obvious, and while it's something she's picked up pieces of around the place, it's never been fully explained and it gets a bit embarrassing after a while. She's long since accepted that it's impossible to know everything about being a ghost, but the gaps are still annoying to deal with. "I guessed it was a social thing. Shorthand to refer to people who can see you, or something like that."
Which, in hindsight, still makes perfect sense. It's easy to forget sometimes that most people didn't spend their childhood having morbid tea parties with the dead.
Aradia leans against the lamppost, having given up on scanning the area for Clara in favour of examining the pavement. "I'm sorry she's not spiritually sensitive, though. That must be hard to work around."