[ Darcy bristles at the light scolding. The kid is still developing her moral compass, still feeling out the edges of what she can tolerate, and being a ghost hunter wasn't exactly helping with nuance there- it didn't matter if a ghost possessed someone for good or ill purposes, they were getting booted out. She gives him a baffled and slightly hurt look as she tries to articulate her objection. ]

So because they needed help, that makes it okay? They shouldn't be fucking taking anyone, I don't care why. I have people back home who actually need me, in my own fucking world, and this isn't happening to me more than once. Either I'm dying here forever or I'm going home, I'm not- no, this isn't going to be a fucking pattern. This is already the worst fucking thing that's happened to me, I'm not doing it again.