There was something in the way she moved, something about the way she reacted to him that told Souzan there was understanding there and as she gently inclined her head he slowly followed after her, Souzan picked up his pace to pull up beside her than matched her stride, walking in tandem with the ethereal woman. Some part of him felt he may not have been totally off the mark originally. The woman was not his sister, but she may still have been a ghost. A spirit come to take him across the glowing ice bridge that crossed over into the spirit realm.
Still, as he watched her he couldn't help but feel there was some pain in her as well, and despite himself, he felt compelled to at least give the woman a proper response to her earlier question. "I haven't seen Ig or any of my family in such a long time." It was soft, his voice a low rumbling thing that he felt would be snatched away bu the wind the moment it left his lips.
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