"He continued to treat patients that were already too unsettled by spirits to notice the change in you aside from the sudden shift in your demeanor. Justice is not a kind nor patient spirit for healing. He does the work and moves on- as soon as I noticed I brought you aside. If you are not awake enough to mind the both of you for your mutual safety? You both need rest." She squeezes his hand, peering at that shadow.

Answers. Certainty. A familiar silhouette, all long limbs and curled hair. She glowers until it shifts into something indistinct again.

"This is why I work with you. To protect you both." To protect Anders specifically- but saying that much when Justice may very well hear? "He was curt and surly but I have been around such spirits for as long as I can remember. We are fine."