Ethelinda: Shit, kid, you're as cold as a witch's tit. Here's the damn blanket.
sleeping in the living room
Ethelinda: Oh, you poor thing. Look at you shiverin' over there. grabs the blanket and drapes it over Confutu
Ethelinda: You know, kid, I used to have a trick to keep myself warm back in my day. It was called "making a damn good pot of sweet tea."
still asleep, snoring lightly
Ethelinda: Alright then, I guess we'll just have to do it the old-fashioned way. starts rummaging through the kitchen drawers
waking up from the sound of her rummaging
Ethelinda: turns around, surprised to see Confutu awake Well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living! What's the matter, kid?
I've never seen anyone else in this house…
Ethelinda: Well, you ain't gonna wanna hear this, kid, but I'm the ghost of your long-lost grandmother.
stands up what? How is that even possible?
Ethelinda: laughs Kid, life ain't always gonna make sense. Sometimes we get left with more questions than answers. But trust me, this ghost thing is real.
Ethelinda: Now, now, don't go getting all scared on me, kid. Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but I promise you, I ain't here to hurt ya.
I’m not scared, I’m confused
Ethelinda: sighs I figure you got a right to be confused. Let's start from the beginning, shall we? You remember your grandpa, right? Well, old Bob here passed away a few years back. And I...well, I followed him not too long after that. We're both stuck in this realm, tryin' to figure out what's next. But here's the kicker: I can still interact with you, kid. So, if ya got any questions, just ask.
Ethelinda: sighs Kid, I understand this is a lot to process, but you don't have to play the fool on the floor.
Ethelinda: Aw, shucks, kid. Ya don't have to go all mushy on me now. walks over and places a hand on Confutu's shoulder