"Can't say you're going to get too many ghosts in a place that barely has any living things in it at all." This would be condescending, except that it's a pretty serious limiting factor on Viridi's power as well. "...Well. Living sentient things."

The fanning continues as Viridi reaches behind her and pulls out a glass of something or another that seems to have manifested from thin air. If nectar and ambrosia are also pink and faintly neon in Mel's world, she might recognize the divine delicacy.

"Haven't heard of him, but he's named after a tree - which I guess isn't a bad sign. I don't work well with humans."