At seeing the mobile come to proper life, Melinoë gives his leg a squeeze. "Evviva!

"And he didn't just show up, I," lays the unoccupied hand flat across collarbones, "brought him here."

The ghost gives no reaction to Damien's good fortune. He merely waits with that eerie stillness that is Death and its consorts until his Goddess gives a command. Which she does in an exuberate manner, allowing the ghost to take the brunt of Damien's weight but still extending a hand to her lover as she takes up post beside the departed. Her skin won't be nearly as chilled as that of the spirit, and she's giving the hacker as much reassurance and comfort through looks as she's capable of.

"Curious that these things are happening in such swift succession, though." It's a throwaway comment for the moment.