She shook her head. "I know he's not really there." So she wasn't going to let it lure her away. Besides, he wasn't doing anything, just standing there and looking at her.

"He looks like someone I used to know," she replied. "What does it look like to you?" Maybe knowing that would tell her something, although she wasn't sure what.

She took a step closer to him, reaching a hand out, wandering, if she touched him, whether her hand would go straight through him.