Ye of lil faith, Sazanamin. I came back, didn't it?

... Oh yeah, speakin' of. A doppelganger tried to shank me in the library once.

[You know, normal ghost things. That all tracks from what he's experienced, though thinking about it, he doesn't know if he'd consider that as conscious effort.]

Ain't sure those ghosts are sentient enough to plan.