"Zombie you? One of the ghosts looked like..." The image in his head isn't a pretty one and it's one of those times when he hates the sort of world he lives in that makes it so easy to conjure up a likeness in his mind's eye without actually seeing it. That was new. They hadn't been doing that before, to his knowledge.

Angel frowns at her, but nods at the thanks. "Do you need anything? I can stay on the line as long as you need me to."