He scoffed and swirled about to Kyra's side, "Imprison me? Now why would she go and do a thing like that?" He chuckled nervously, "I haven't an ounce of energy in me, or anything except ectoplasm, and a heart that's too big." He pretended like he was carrying a heavy burden, slowly floating across the room and poorly fabricating grunting noises as he lurched forward. He stopped and turned, his eyes seeming colder than usual, for just another pert of a cloud of ectoplasmic nastiness. "Way too big." he sighed, floating to the ground depressed.
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