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Luxor nodded his head. It was why he thought the place might have been preserved in some way, but he did not see a volcano or any evidence of a similar eruption. The place looked clean and quiet, just uninhabited. He was not sure if that made it a nice place, though.
It was fairly creepy, in its way. Silent, still, but looking like a picture out of a book.
He nodded at her words, as she was voicing his thoughts better than he was thinking them. He had to agree, though he would never say anything bad about her place. Maybe if it was someone else, someone he had not come to think of as a sort of friend. He usually was not the most aware, saying what he thought and stopping there. But for her he was aware that this was overwhelming and new, and she was seeing her history for the first time.
"I'm not sure. Maybe that ghost would know the answers. You might want to talk to him again some time, if he feels like sharing." Luxor nodded his head, looking around and taking a breath. He wondered if he would be able to go to his own world, and if she wanted to come with him when he did.
