"We also weren't having sex on the L," she manages to tease, tossing him a wink and a smirk.

Shifting into a crouch, Melinoë runs her eyes over him, though it's to do with - "Wish I had ghostly assistance to help get you up, but I'll manage."

And it's as the Goddess is finding her footing that said request is filled. A black figure fades into view at Damien's feet, and because Mel is leaning in such a fashion that ebony locks block her view, she doesn't see the ghost at first.