"He's close! So very close! Oh Speaker... he approaches. "The wraith howled as he spun around him. The ghost knew that Owen was on their side and he could help them. It was nice to help the dead with their issues. They in turn would help him. It was easy to spot museum guards when the resident ghosts were watching out. Owen was reading about how to dissect an arm when he felt himself collide with someone. His arm was burning and the wraith just would not stop babbling. 

Owen's hand went flying and the book spun into the air. To Abel it would appear that the book had vanished in mid air. Owen could see the wraith holding the book like a dog holding a stick. It couldn't use the book but it could hide it. His arm was burning like it was on fire. This had to be the guy. Owen stared up as his eyes tried to read the other man. 

[color=00aeef]"I'm ..Owen but you already knew that...[/color]" He sputtered a little worried about meeting his soulmate if this was him. He was taller than Owen had expected and didn't look like he belonged in the city. Course Owen didn't belong here either. Owen was feeling a strange feeling of hope. He wouldn't be alone any more. "You're Abel?" He asked a little confused on what to say to the man he was supposed to spend his life with. The wraith was hovering close enough to Abel so that the cowboy could hear a strange wind in his ear.