"I said okay, not well. There has to be room for improvement from depression karaoke."

This explanation... doesn't really cover every doubt she had about the gauntlets. But it must be easy to forget, when one of them is a skeleton and the other is fleshy and occasionally breathing, that Darcy is also a fellow dead thing. She's soothed a little, at least enough to end her line of questioning.

"I'm glad you can forget I'm dead," she teases extremely gently, "but okay, that makes sense. Mementos sound kind of similar to that- it's like... sometimes some objects end up attached to ghosts. Murder weapons, or a favourite toy, or a jacket they wore when they died. When I died, when the Scream found me, we tied ourself to a memento too."