Wan was mostly irritated by the fact that he was left to have a conversation with a person who, by all rights, should be very much not walking around. Or talking. But he had been trying not to bring up his discomfort with it. Obvious though it was...

"I'm not sure you could," he said after a moment of half-embarrassed silence. "Seeing a dead body up and walking around, manipulating the elements, talking, and otherwise doing things dead bodies shouldn't do is... look I'm sorry." And Wan was geuninely sorry. He felt bad that it was getting to him, but he couldn't help feeling put off by it and on edge. Dead things should stay dead.

"I don't mean to be rude and I know I am, but not looking at you is probably the best solution I have," he continued. "It's not you... well, it is you, but it's mostly me. So don't worry about it, okay? I wasn't going to say anything and I wasn't going to ask you to go away. I'm just going to try and deal with it as best I can. You don't have to try anything. You're not the one with the problem."