Tessa swallows hard, looking from Salvio to the spirit, then back at Mike. She considers something for a moment before cautiously asking, "Mike?"

But unlike the seneschal, who can apparently hear Salvio, Mike doesn't acknowledge her in any way. There's a long moment where she wonders if she shouldn't just spill out everything she was too big of a wuss to say to his face in the past, but decides against it. Not now, when she isn't alone.

"I think he isn't aware. He's just my memory of him." And in a way, that's easier. She's already lived through this scene once, so it won't throw her any curve balls. Pushing herself up to stand, she turns back to Salvio. "It's okay if he doesn't follow. It might be easier that way." She's already feeling pissed and devastated that he's here but not really, and it would probably be healthier to walk away than get consumed by the memory of him.

Because of that, she keeps her back to the image of Mike and forces herself to close that chapter in her life. If she focuses on something else then she won't start crying, which is key. Tessa hates crying.

"So what's the deal with this asshole?" She flicks a vague point at the spirit. "Cenric? More like Cendick, am I right?"