Midnight meetings inside the graveyard

Ah, thank you! Yours is nice as well!

It's a pleasure to meet you, Jessica! [He holds his hand out as well, shaking hers.] I'm Frederick, but you can call me Fred, if you prefer.

I suppose so, yes!

Yes and no. I'm not the undertaker, but I do dig the graves. And, well, I suppose you can say I guard the cemetery as well.

Interesting question. I suppose I'm somewhere in the middle of alive and dead? But, sometimes its a little more one than the other. Not quite dead, but not fully alive!

I don't! Never needed to, sooo..

Busy! Well, on and off. Cold, as well.

That's Mr. Dorkbutt to you.

Why, thank you! Beats being headless, honestly.

Hm! There are quite a few cats wandering around the cemetery, but I'm not sure if I've seen your particular kitten. Perhaps we can find her?

Several over the years, yes. 

I do like to spruce up the cemetery and put out some jack-o-lanterns and decorations~

People, mostly. People I know or knew at some point. Relive old conversations or dream up ones that never happened. Its nice, usually. Depends on who I dream about, haha.

Sometimes! I don't always remember them, but, yes, I do dream.

I'm not sure if its a 'need', but I do sleep! Just little catnaps when I'm not busy. I'm up most of the night patrolling the cemetery so I only tend to sleep during the day.

Would an affectionate head-bonk do?