practicality

"Oh, no, that's all right. It has such significance. I would want to know what everything meant and somehow I don't think your priest has mysteriously appeared here too." She'd meant it as a joke, but somehow it fell a little flat. "Um... well, if the spirits are still there, we'll have to find some other way to put them at rest. They're not zombies or vampires... It might be easier if they were, though. Hm." She folded her arm across her chest, tapping her lips with her right forefinger and shuffling through what information she'd managed to gather on these things. "They follow you everywhere, right? There's nothing that seems like a barrier to them?"