[ A soft hum of agreement, and then Childe is glancing back, perhaps in the direction of the malevolent soul he’d just dodged. ]

So how did you know that one was … what’d you call it, “annoying”? Are you speaking from experience or something?

[ He remembers a little of their conversation at the water park, which seems like so long ago, now, what with the natural passage of time and the time loops on top of that. ]

Or was exorcising it part of your “work”? I thought you only ate dreams, and bad ones at that.