"In a way?" She tilts her head, considering it. "It helps us because it keeps us connected to the real world through our connection with them. Reminds us of where we are, who we are. Things like that."

The nice smile she has on her face briefly morphs into a look of shock and terror when Aradia speculates what's the cost of being an anchor to the ghost. She looks genuinely horrified at the idea, covering her mouth and shaking her head vehemently. "Good gracious! No!

"I mean-- No. I'm sorry if I overreacted for a second but-- Um. Just. It's not like that. Nothing like that at all. If that was the case, I would never anchor myself to my husband or Magra." That's the last thing she'll ever want to do to them. The idea of doing that to either of them would have made her shove the notion of anchoring altogether, outright become a hermit to avoid doing that to anyone. "Something like that happens if the ghost is too dependent on the anchor, I think, but beyond that it's merely a line. Like a balloon string keeping the balloon from floating away."

That's a good metaphor, isn't it? She hopes it is and still feels bad for her outburst so she tries to ease the tension she feels by remarking, "I must say, you have a lot of things to ask or say about this, Aradia! Nothing wrong with that but I'm quite surprised is all. This is the most time I've spoken about this to anyone."

Mostly because people she's met either didn't know it that well themselves or weren't as interested in speaking about it.