Ghost, as you had heard them called once, was a strange bug. Were they even a bug...? The little one, quite literally they were little, didn't seem expressive and never talked. You sort of doubted they had the ability to do so.

"I love hot springs, they're the one peaceful place around these days, other than Dirtmouth."

You spoke without expecting a response. With how Ghost turned to look at you, you knew they were listening. You both were relaxing in some hot springs at the moment.