Maybe it was a good thing that Ghost was so inclined to provide so much of an answer at a go. It stopped Aoba from getting a word in edgewise, buffering his bewilderment with an overload of information and in that way forcing him to just stand there and listen instead of bursting out with any more questions.
The details of Declan’s particular resurrection were irrelevant. What Aoba was stuck on, understandably, was that his friend had been dead. Had died and somehow been brought back to life. That such was the case for all Guardians.
One might think after everything he’d been through already, this should be no great shock, but it was all the same. Portals, space travel, time travel… somehow those were all on a level he could understand, but coming back from the dead still seemed a thing impossible. Aoba had to find a patch of wall to lean against, even, as his head seemed to reel.
“Is that why you’re called ‘ghosts’? Because you just go around bringing back the dead?” tumbled from his lips, incredulous more than anything else. But Declan was so warm, he wanted to say. He ate, he drank, he breathed, he was warm to the touch. He wasn’t some zombie. “Just to ask them to be Guardians? What kind of recruitment system is that?”
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The details of Declan’s particular resurrection were irrelevant. What Aoba was stuck on, understandably, was that his friend had been dead. Had died and somehow been brought back to life. That such was the case for all Guardians.
One might think after everything he’d been through already, this should be no great shock, but it was all the same. Portals, space travel, time travel… somehow those were all on a level he could understand, but coming back from the dead still seemed a thing impossible. Aoba had to find a patch of wall to lean against, even, as his head seemed to reel.
“Is that why you’re called ‘ghosts’? Because you just go around bringing back the dead?” tumbled from his lips, incredulous more than anything else. But Declan was so warm, he wanted to say. He ate, he drank, he breathed, he was warm to the touch. He wasn’t some zombie. “Just to ask them to be Guardians? What kind of recruitment system is that?”