He shrugs to hide the fact that the touch originally made him flinch, "It's...fine." He manages softly, "A-anyways, possession like that, you get lost in your own head, like a labyrinth of doors. I have a spell for that, guidance. It leads you to the center, where the ghost will be, and if you talk to them enough, convince them? They'll let you go."

Which was difficult to do certainly when in some disconnected way, he could feel what she was using his hands to do. "They're...different when you find them, more rational, but confused. A lot of them don't accept that they're dead, but...I don't blame her, for what she did."

He takes another deep breath, "She didn't want to leave me behind, so...the logical solution was to take me with. All I had to do was die."