"...ugh. Yeah, maybe. I sure wasn't expecting you." Her eyes swept Aradia up and down. She curled her lip. "So what's the deal, are you the ghost of fuckups past or something?"

Everybody knew the story of Wherein An Elderly Blue Blood Who Has Been Too Merciful To His Inferiors In Life Is Visited By The Ghost Of A Former Coconspirator On 12th Perigee's Eve And Refuses To Change Until A Trio Of Chronologically-Themed Ghosts Representing His Many Mistakes--etc. Obviously.

"Doomed timeline? Hilarious joke?" She flashed a pointed grin, but instead of cheer, it was sharp and full of menace. "C'mon, I'm dying to know."