Tanith glanced up, along with plenty of other people in the waiting room, at the sound. She wasn't expecting it to be for them; she didn't recognise the voice, and it sounded much too cheerful for a hospital emergency waiting room. It was idle curiosity that made her look; it was a slightly morbid and highly amused curiosity that kept her eyes on the strange and grizzled old man in the cowboy hat with the pink pony backpack; and finally, it was outright shock that had her frozen in place while he approached, with Ghastly right behind him.

"You didn't say that Ghastly was here," she hissed quietly.

"Oh," said Valkyrie. "Right. Ghastly's here."

Tanith rolled her eyes. "With a friend?"

"With a friend."

She frowned at the cowboy hat, but didn't make a comment on it. Ghastly would introduce them if there really was a connection with Gabe. Tanith was just surprised that Ghastly seemed perfectly alright with company now, and possible divine company at that, when he'd blown her off so completely outside the church.

He nodded when he saw her. "Tanith. Sorry about before."

That... wasn't something Tanith had been expecting. It wasn't like she'd held a grudge, anyway. Not after what happened in the church. But for Ghastly to apologise so readily? "It's fine," she assured him. "I was more worried about you. Are you alright?"

She watched Ghastly hesitate, and Tanith couldn't quite stop herself from quirking an eyebrow at him. "More or less," he managed after a moment.

Something was wrong here. It had been half a day. Half a day, and Ghastly seemed mostly back to his old self. Tanith looked to the newcomer, suspicion settling into her gut. "Who's this?"