"Don't worry, it's definitely on my to-do list." He'd been hoping that Five was still delirious enough not to want to talk to him about the little event that he'd just had, but apparently he's not that lucky (when has he ever been lucky?). He sighs, glancing up at the roof.

"Talking about it's never helped, despite what all those court-mandated therapists insisted upon." He chews the inside of his cheek a moment. "I mean, sure. You tell them your dad locked you up to get rid of your fear of death and they'll tell you that's traumatic, but you can't very well tell them about the part where you got ghosts following you around, you know?" He's sure doing a lot of talking for someone who says it doesn't help.