They all were, and he was a lot of things, but he was not a hoot. [That's a loaded conversation, and he really doesn't want to go down that particular path right now, so he'll just leave it at that.]

We were already in the press, it was a whole thing. [He shrugs it off, but the truth is being Dad's shiny soldier trophies was really not fun, even though they all lapped up the attention like the attention-starved children they were.

The question isn't a surprising one. The word he uses for it is, though. He frowns thoughtfully about it.] Maybe it is magic... huh. I never thought about it like that. [He shakes his head.] Anyway, yeah. Ghosts really dig me. Wasn't fun at four years old to see all the moment-of-death gore.