She barely hears the call honestly because holy shit. She hadn't thought anything would actually turn up but here goes reality calling Helga Pataki's bluff once more in prime fashion at that.
Helga can't help the sort of shaky snort she gives. "Yeah, what gave you bad vibes first?". She winches at her own sarcasm though, realizes she's about to break his arm here with her hold and sets him loose as she gives a long sigh.
"I dunno, Nockfell got a lot of disappearances? Could always ask the lady of the night herself." Here she hooks a thumb to Miss Ghost herself.
forgive me, i got tangled up in setting up another journal for 500 years
Helga can't help the sort of shaky snort she gives. "Yeah, what gave you bad vibes first?". She winches at her own sarcasm though, realizes she's about to break his arm here with her hold and sets him loose as she gives a long sigh.
"I dunno, Nockfell got a lot of disappearances? Could always ask the lady of the night herself." Here she hooks a thumb to Miss Ghost herself.