If the situation were the other way around, Erin supposed that she would have been just as disgruntled and angry as this man, and currently, she was doing her best to empathize with him. Clearly he was a lost and confused soul and maybe ghosts didn't work the way they did on TV and in the movies, but she really did want to help him. It was strange the way she just accepted his presence there, thinking that even though it wasn't normal, it was happening and life had to go on. Sure, he was rude and probably deserved to be left alone to fend for himself, but Erin's heart was too big for something like that, so she stuck around.

She found herself nodding her head as he spoke and then asked to go outside. For the last ten minutes she had been trying to go on a walk anyway, and she supposed she didn't mind his company for the moment. Letting go of his shoulder and ceding to the fact that he wasn't just going to cross over because she politely suggested it, Erin lead the way back down the hallway toward the elevator. "I've lived here for a few months," she responded as she pressed the button to call the elevator. "The apartment was listed as vacant when I found it online and I was told no one had lived here for six months." She looked toward him, trying to gauge his reaction as the stainless steel elevator door parted.

Stepping inside, she waited for him, although she wasn't sure why since he could go where he pleased. Erin pressed the button for the ground floor and leaned against the railing inside of the elevator, side-eyeing the man beside her. "I don't mean to sound rude, but I still don't know your name," she prompted softly, biting on her lip. "If you're going to stick around, I need to know what to call you." She at least wanted to let him know that he was welcome until he came to terms with what had happened to him.