[The ghost is more than willing to chide over the hunter that things didn't need to be taken so harshly and that taking a moment to chill out was more than advised at the moment. Which is easier said than done with a wound up hunter. Still the dull ache is taken care of if not the current mood.
He throws on clean clothes and makes an attempt at putting his frustrations towards something productive. That ended up being straightening out everything upstairs as best as he possibly could before a taking a seat at the foot of the bed. Arc flickering underneath his skin as he sorted out his thoughts.]
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He throws on clean clothes and makes an attempt at putting his frustrations towards something productive. That ended up being straightening out everything upstairs as best as he possibly could before a taking a seat at the foot of the bed. Arc flickering underneath his skin as he sorted out his thoughts.]