Spooky!

He's not trying to be nice, he simply doesn't want to kill someone who is not yet supposed to die. It would be a logistical nightmare, and trying to solve those sorts of issues always takes longer than one would like.

"Oooh okay, that gives me more questions, though! Like-- what if someone doesn't want to be tethered? Is it something you do against their will or is it something they kinda have to consent to? Also! What about possession? I mean, can your average human spirit possess people, or is that something that's more specialized? If every old ghost can do it though, do they have to do it to a body that's already got another soul in it? I guess I'm asking because like-- well if something happened and say, I got taken out of my body, what's stopping me from just possessing my own body? Or are there weird things where you can't even possess your own body? If you died next to someone could you just body swap freaky friday style, in that case?" His energy seems boundless and unlimited, a feedback loop consistently feeding into itself and generating more and more questions. But who could really blame him for wanting answers?

The other is...a lot. Loud. Overly excited. The angel of death admittedly struggles a little with this. He's used to intense emotions, though not the positive kind, really. The dead are often either completely subdued or deeply saddened. Some are angry, but none of them are ever this excited. He can't help but flinch as the other's voice rises in pitch.

"Oh--!" Probably for the first moment since they've started talking, Steph pauses. His head tilts, and he blinks. He wants to move forward, to keep their distance as if that'd somehow keep the other from blinking out of view again, but he doesn't-- aside from one of his shoes scuffing forward less than an inch before he stops it.

"Jace!!" Steph calls eagerly, bounding up to his friend. "I had a great idea! What if we had-- a sleepover! If you'd want to, of course!"

This stranger had so much energy... it was a little tiresome, though the angel of death could still appreciate seeing someone with such zest for life. Life was short, and it was best to make the most of it so that you could move on to the afterlife without regrets once your time came.

"Oh-- I didn't mean anything by it! It's just the next most common type of spirit usually found in active locations like this that aren't really the same as most of your usual spirits! I'll admit they're usually kind of oppressive to other spirits but you seem more like you wanna protect the others which is actually super sweet! But also why I figured that means you have to be something else!"

Jonas's expression became unexpectedly soft when Steph reacted to such a simple little sleight of hand. It wasn't that big of a trick but they acted like he'd just pulled pigeons out of his sleeve. It was sort of nice to get a reaction like that. Of course as he listened to Steph explaining what brought them there and what they intended to do, his expression grew a bit puzzled and then quickly back into very Deep Concern. Because 'abandoned warehouse' really did not sound like anywhere Jonas wanted to be, haunted or not and his mind raced trying to think of what would be the best way to gently steer Steph as fucking far away from any area that would have shit like that.

If Steph notices the very concerned look he doesn't say so-- he's aware that his job isn't for the faint of heart! But that's just another reason he has to bring the truth to light!

People rarely saw him. If they did, that usually meant that they had reached the end of their life and the sweet embrace of death was about to envelop them. He was a sign of the end, of ones candle being snuffed out. He was the one who would take you into the afterlife once your time was up.

Steph wants to move, to run and check the displays on his camera to see if the other is showing up at all! But-- agh, no, he can't! What if he moves and, he doesn't know, loses connection with the spirit somehow? This is the first time he's ever gotten such direct communication from a possible ghost before! So he anchors his feet to the floor as best he can; no jumping around, either!

CON. // @ghosthuntcr

"See?? Action's where it's at!! I can't really say I know how to horseback ride or shoot! Except for with a camera of course!" He laughs. "I don't think I've ever even held a gun now that I think about it! Not that I'd ever really need to I guess, I've got a baseball bat and a mean swing, and a pocket knife!" Steph mimes swinging a baseball bat as he says it.