Dias, who'd been turning back to his bed, froze. A vision of a girl might not mean anything - but one that had been looking at him specifically was too much of a coincidence to not make his skin crawl. Not with fear, exactly - not fear of the girl, anyway. More like fear that the suspicion that had instantly arisen in his mind might be correct...

Expel had been known to have much stranger things than ghosts, after all, and Paixao was far stranger than even Expel had ever been. Who was to say that it wasn't - ?

He forced himself to straighten up again, but didn't turn to look at Maya. He wasn't sure if he could deal with looking at someone else, not if his hunch was right. "...Did she have blue hair?"

If his voice was a little softer than usual, it was just because he didn't want to wake anyone in the neighboring rooms. That was all.