"Yeah, we bounce back, I guess. I dunno. I never died before, um, the whole... ghost thing." Which, yeah, that's a weird sentence on its own. Talking about death like it's a thing that can happen more than once.

"It's fine." He offers a weak smile. "Not like you had anything to do with it."

If Jeff were a cleverer person, if he gave off the impression of being grounded and aware, instead of half-awake and half in a dream, maybe that remark could be seen as pointed, a hint that he knows who she is.

But nope. It's just an innocuous statement.

"I'm Jeff. Um. Welcome?" He wrinkles his nose. "I guess 'welcome' isn't the right thing to say here. This place sucks."