"H-Hey Roseia, be careful!" Dennis stood next to her side but even he had to back away just a little when Emily's spirit appeared before him. He mentally cursed himself on why his partner had taken his gun away from him. They both knew that, out of the two of them, he was the better shot. The ghost of Emily gave both detectives a titled look before smiling lightly.

[b]"Ah, so you're not Mommy then...but....what's a "descendant"? Do you eat those?"[/b]

Dennis coughed into his hand, making a mental note to explain it to her later. When Roseia pulled out the box, the pale girl gasped in happiness.

[b]"My box! Oh than you, thank you!"[/b] She ran forward to try and hug Roseia, going through her instead. Dennis sighed. [b]"As for my Daddy....I dunno where he went to...Daddy is scary....and busy..."[/b]