Viola loved her ghosts, they were fun. Especially the random ones her dad brought home with him because they just seemed to love his childish side. Looking to him she smiled and watched the mouse squeak and twitch it's tail happily. Her eyes caught his smile and it made her smile more. This one... Seemed to have more spark. She loved his more genuine smiles, even of she couldn't tell. To Viola she felt the sincerity to them. Nodding she stood, "Yeah... My lion is a living animal. Her mom is a bitchy kitty who thinks her life is more important, she just wants attention. My father kept her as a guard ghost, like Flotsam is." looking to the door she smiled, "Well- I can show you around." he was in her home, so she figured maybe he'd want to at least know where he was. Walking to the exit of the room she waited, "I bet if we walk around the house, you can see more of the ghosts. The ones who live here love guests and always show themselves."