Ghost feels that flutter of consideration, but doesn't push. Everyone's entitled to a few secrets, after all, and he's hardly told all of his story, either.

Instead, he says, "I don't think it really matters how long it actually was so much as 'how long it felt like,' and the answer to that sounds like your entire life." Because, you know, that's what happens when you don't have any memories from Before.

Ghost fidgets, pulling a bottle of water out of the picnic basket and looking at his knees for a minute, before saying, "What matters is how you treat the people that are still alive. First piece of real advice someone gave 'me,' and it seems only fair to pass it along. It's the choices you make going forward that matter."