Her brows draw together, a quick look of surprise turned back toward Darras. But he doesn't seem angry, at least, so she lets it pass once the weird sharp echo of it has faded.

"It's not a lie," she says, a little incredulous herself at his disbelief. "There's still work to be done. Ghosts or no." Work she's not meant to be talking about, which will surely go over well. She takes her time on the way across the room toward the door and the stairs beyond, lingering in private in case her vague answer goes over poorly. "I'm running a new operation. I have to meet with a few of the people who will be working on it so I can give them their assignments."