Baba's face went blank for a moment, then she threw her head back and laughed. The sound was warming—but there was a barbed tone to it, biting and pitiless. "Hag," she managed after a moment. "Hag killed his sister?" She was calming down, but still giggling a little. "Such wonderfully pointless sadism." She had a real smile on her face now. "Though I wonder what our esteemed Ringleader did to alter her state. Since you know naught of if and I did nothing, the only one left with the skill to toy with ghosts would be her killer." She giggled again at the word. "I suppose I should have known he had a sister. They always do. Though usually they didn't go mad until [i]after[/i] they met me." She was still giggling. "Thank you for coming so quickly, Mortimer. Shadow. I decided not to keep odd things to myself." She cocked her head. "Can I offer either of you a nicely aged soul? I have a pair of twin girls murdered by their father whom I don't need anymore. They already flavored him nicely."