I know, [ she sighs, some of the wind leaving her sails. Isn't that part of the problem? Whoever has been assigned a role... would necessarily have to keep quiet about it, or they couldn't really do their job, could they? Especially not the "hurt" roles, like Bandits and the Coal Miner. ]

We can always try asking him things, but it depends on what he's willing to answer, or ... what he thinks we deserve.

[ Defensive of the Sheriff as she's been for so long, it's clear that part nettles her.

The question gets her to look up at him in surprise. ]

Huh? Why wouldn't I?

[ wait. A pause, and Xion huffs sheepishly. ]

I forget how different everyone's worlds can be, sometimes. I've seen ghosts! I know they're real. Why?

[ halloween town is a hell of a place. ]