After a moment, Maya rubs at her face, biting her lip and trying to calm down.

"Sorry, sorry," she mumbles-- not for freaking him out, of course, but for laughing so hard she couldn't explain herself. Maya straightens up, dusts off her clothes, and flashes Hanna a grin.

Hand out for a handshake, she... attempts to start over.

"Maya Fey, Ace Spirit Medium, kinda-sorta-paralegal, and temporary junior detective," she declares proudly. "You and me? We're friends already, but, you know. This place is pretty weird, and sometimes people don't remember they were here"

Sure, part of Maya is a bit sad about it... but this is no time to be sad. Why focus on what's gone when they can have fun now?