Milo sat there watching the Headmistress reach for another blank book, opening it and continuing her writing, not pausing for a moment in her action.<br/><br/>"Yes, I know where I am, however unlikely it seems. Although, I'm inclined to take your word for it," he answered, studying the Headmistress of the Academy.<br/><br/>He was about to call out for an answer, but bit back his tongue. She would tell him what she felt pertinent. There was nothing he could do to change that.<br/><br/>"Yes, I know of the Grey Ghost. I also know she was real. My Grandmother used to constantly tell me of the time she encountered the Grey Ghost, ever since I was three years old. It is hard for me not to doubt her existence," he explained, watching.