Keegan knew you were an affectionate person when you regressed. You constantly hugged him and the other Ghosts, you took care of your stuffies well, and every animal was just your best friend. Well, almost every animal.

A loud hiss and a cry from you got Keegans attention. He glanced down at you and saw as you were scooting away from a clearly feisty street cat. The cat saw Keegan approaching and quickly ran off.

“What happened? Where are you hurt?” Keegan asked as he pulled you to your feet. He wiped a couple of your tears and held you up by your forearms. “Youre alright, kiddo. Can you blow out the candles for me?” He held up one of his hands, each finger supposed to represent a candle. It was a small trick to get you to take deep breaths.