have wandered into ghostly territory.
That dumb Ai-ball, leaving the door to his shop opened and unlocked... Even if he had left for only a moment's notice, how was she supposed to manage his store, when most--if not all-- of his customers were unable to see her? What was she to do in the event of someone attempting to steal something? Lock them in? While such a feat wasn't impossible for a ghost, the girl wondered if she would be able to properly minimize any potential damages done to the Eldritch's property, and or... products...
Crimson hues regarded the alignment of strange objects upon the shelves of her absent companion's domain, as the curve of the phantom's lips slowly twitched downwards in something akin to dismay or distaste. She wasn't even sure what more than half of the objects were, much less how much they costed. The labels weren't as aligned as they ought to have been. And... was that a jar of eyes...? Those weren't... real, were they?
Eventually, the soft sound of wandering footsteps broke the phantom from her reverie, and the ghost's form slowly drifted from behind the shelves to inspect the origin of the sound. "Aah... a customer?" Now what would she do? ... Supposing that the stranger should try to lift anything from the shelves without trying to pay for it, Hisako decided she could keep them here to deal with the Eldritch when he came back. For now, she'd observe them!