Marie merely nodded to what she could hear, and what she couldn't for that matter. Her mind was set into trying to get Spirit to smile; cry, laugh, get angry, anything! This non emotion needed to change and it was now her mission to get some life brought back into him. With each step she took while pacing about the bed room, her mind came up with some more ideas. A slow smile crept up to her pink lips as she sauntered into the main room; why waste any time in putting her plan into action?<br/><br/>"As long as I have a place to sleep and put my clothes and tooth brush, I don't mind." Marie was commenting towards sharing a space with the ghosts that stayed there with Spirit. "I used to live with a house full of people... Shared a bed room with 12 roommates once. It wasn't a very big room either." the red head said with a slight laugh, "My so called wonderful mother used to house runaways... That was before I left." And what a glorious day that was! The road with the random people she visited and met with were much more accommodating and pleasant than that woman. If Marie had it her way, she would never return, not even to visit for lunch.<br/><br/>Her mother was nice to other people, just not Marie's wild ways or ideas. Jean always tried to keep Marie under lock and key, figuratively speaking, and never let her go out on her own. Marie's twin brother always had to watch her, be her guardian of sorts. There wasn't much room for her time or being to herself without being judge for something she said or did. But that time had passed, she hadn't seen or heard from them in months. Just the way the young woman liked it.