So it might have been a skill born from desperation. Emi nodded, scooping up another bite and nibbling the noodles up thoughtfully. That made sense in a way, since it seemed like the ghost itself seemed like a power move kind of deal.

Finishing his current bite with a slurp, Emi licked the remaining broth from his lips. "That takes practice, I guess... At least there's another concrete goal to work towards."