"Of course, or course." Chiyo got up and started towards the door. "I shouldn't have underestimated you. You've done an excellent job, I'm more confused then ever . . ."
"Well damn. I must be a ghost magnet." Chiyo mutters to herself.
She settles down on the floor next to the girl. This didn't seem like the bear-trap, knife-throwing kind of ghost.
"Hey, wanna play a game with me?"
"Wooooah hold on! Just because my dad's evil and the government is corrupt doesn't mean I am. And you can't call a country backwards while you go to murder someone who, from what I know, hasn't done anything wrong!"