“I mean, it’s not as if I’m renowned for my empathy, anyway,” the ghost said. “It’s a long time since I was alive. I’ve forgotten what it feels like, having mortal motivations. And of course I hardly know Lockwood at all.” “It’s all right. It’s not a problem.” “Aside from his recklessness, his deep-rooted feelings of personal loss, his mild self-absorption, his obsession with his family, and his obvious death wish, I couldn’t tell you anything about him. You and me, we’re just as clueless as each other, eh?” the skull added. “Ah, well.”
