Trust The Unseen

As Rasha asked the voices, one of them manifested as if to show Rasha that this woman wasn't a ghost. After observing for a moment, Rasha nodded slowly. "Okay, I get it. You're not a ghost after all," she said as if it was even normal to consider if someone was a ghost in the first place. "So then, who are you anyway?"

Rasha took a second to gather some of the broken crystal pieces, tossing a look towards the blue not-ghost, then to the actual ghost. "Yeah, you look nothing like her, really. You're not see-through at all, but she is. But also she doesn't have guts. Are ghosts supposed to have guts?"