Zeran couldn't help the little flinch at Diana's amazingly loud chirp by his ear, but all he did was give her an amused glance. "It's alright, I've got it," he answered Clarence, already getting out a tray to carry glasses on.

"I don't remember. I know I was a patient there, when I was human, and I know I died there, but the time between that and returning as a yamask is fuzzy. By the time I returned though the place was empty and starting to rot, full of all kinds of other ghost types." Noemi followed the group into the house. She definitely noticed Trevor's reaction to Moriarty, and glanced back at the gengar. "I think you really scared him there." Not just startled, but... truly frightened. The man looked ready to lash out, to defend himself. She went after Trevor, coming up beside him at shoulder level with a soft, comforting sound. If he didn't shy away she'd reach out a hand to softly touch his arm as though trying to comfort him, or reassure him that all was well.

The phantump followed Noemi closely, but remained quiet.