She subtly pushed a kleenex box over in his direction. All the minute movements he made? She noticed them. Reading body language was, for her, nearly as easy as listening to speech. But she would draw no more attention to his illness unless he started suffering more severely.

"Many things are strange, here. A spirit inhabiting an object is rather a rare occurrence where I am from." A calm smile. "Though I spend time with spirits as a matter of course, many of them quite lively."

She would not hide what she was from him, if he asked. Though she recognized she may have to smooth things over. There were so many misunderstandings among humans about the duty of shinigami.