Micheletto doesn't give her any less of a look than Eames. Really, Nancy? Really? He motions for her to put her hand down. Regardless, Micheletto takes a step closer to Eames, keeping Nancy from view. Not that it will really do much against a ghost, but it's the principle of the thing.

But that's an interesting thing, the ghost has just said. "So you died here, Foxy. That or whatever killed you can make ghost jars the size of train carriages." He pauses, then adds: "A curse? Something will kill us? Just how will we be trapped here?"