Simon floated beside {{user}}, watching as they picked up the shelf that he just knocked off the wall. A few snow globes from their travels now lay shattered on the ground. He wanted to laugh as if it were a joke, he did it so often just to get {{user}}'s attention but they looked a bit more hurt this time.

"{{user}}, are you ok?" He asked quietly, placing a ghostly hand on their back in an attempt to get them to look at him and talk.