[@The ghost in black]
Jonathan looked at the new arrival, who flew in on a puff of kinds, as if she had arrived upon a cloud. Upon inspection Jonathan saw that what she drove was indeed a cloud, in which she could traverse the air around her. He could feel it upon him when she arrived, that she was in a way alike to himself. His soul itself informed him of her presence and her nature, differentiating her from the mere mortals which he could sense. Her presence felt different from the fetid and mundane feel of the spirit of a human.

She spoke to him in an irreverent tone, but that was no matter at the time. He was still but a beginner at this new existence that the game of the circle of life had tossed at him. What respect he was deserving of and what respect she was deserving of was not apparent to him at the time. Certainly they were of a higher existence than the unremarkable men and women who lived out there. Could, however, they be exalted to the same level as he himself could.

He did not feel like he should discuss things at the time with them. No matter the power they could muster, with his newly arrived ascension, they could not bar him from anything. What they did was irrelevant to him, and he hoped that they would not distract him to much further.

"Forsooth, cloud-guider, of what purpose do you aim for, what goal do you surmount by speaking to me? Let it be known that from the burning path I have cindered across the scorched earth a pathway of flames. I go my own way now, for I feel the ascendancy. Indeed, you all follow your own hearts. So again, cloud-finder, what do you hope to accomplish with me?"