I killed people, you know. That Rube Goldberg machine I mentioned? I controlled it with some abilities I gained after my death. I killed a mother of a young child. And everyone that was involved in my "death", I killed.

[He stares at Alastor, his expression cold.]

If I had told you that, yesterday, would you have extended a hand of friendship to me, then? I bet the answer would be "no".

I'm a terrible person. There's no getting around it. I wasn't just hiding the fact I was dead. I was also hiding the fact that my hands are stained red.

No one would trust a murderer.