The veil, as it were, between Suyan and the living heaved up and down like a wave rolling on the sea. And like the sea, the surface broke and eddied around Hawk and Vlad as it moved; beneath the surface, a haze of noise bristled. Neither of them seemed to see it, and neither did Suyan, who was thoughtfully conversing with the multi-limbed version of Hawk that she saw.

Vlad translated for Hawk. "Uh, um...'Someone passing by'...'it doesn't matter' as in," he clarified, "it doesn't have anything to do with this.

Hawk rocked back slightly to ask in a hushed voice, "How do I say somethin' like 'maybe if you retrace your steps'--y'know?"

"Uh..." Vlad peered past Hawk at the ghost, fascinated. "Iunna dheqe iur sedh..."