Useful. Ghost knew it was, to have a vast amount of knowledge was power after all? Yet this task of socialising, of purposefully seeking out others was against every rule she had grown up with. In one instance she agreed, it was a skill she lacked, a weakness that plagued her. Then again, in another, it made her lips tremble and her heart quiver at an emotion she did not all together understand how to deal with. Fright. How could she explain that every time she came out from the shadows her mind instantly become on edge, that her heart thumped a little bit faster and her wings trembled, always ready to run. Could she tell Seele that even now on this island filled with a great many, all living shoulder to shoulder, made it difficult for her to relax. She felt claustrophobic, as if the onslaught of unsettling feelings was slowly choking her of air. However, if she was to complete this task and overcome this weakness then her days would have to be filled with discomfort.

"I hope so" her eyes were searching for Seele's as her cool voice escaped inky lips before finally she cast them across the island, a concerned frown briefly consuming her features. "This task... Is uncomfortable for me" it was the best way she could put it without outright saying she was afraid. There was something choking her back from saying such a hideous word. Her face turned back to its usual neutral then, perhaps only a small ironic smile playing on her lips as she thought of herself and Seele. It seemed they both had their own problems.

Ghost returned her attention to her new title and to the gaze of the Necromancer. Her face of concentration nodding at her leaders words of encouragement and service. There were many similarities between them, their feet guided on a quiet breeze and their hearts hidden in shadow. Perhaps that was why they always understood one another. Ghost was surprised by how this made her feel comfortable, a warm feeling that enveloped her and offered contentment. She brushed over it to contemplate later, when Seele's influence was no longer present. Cloven hooves brushed the arena's surface and her eyes narrowed towards the Czarina "I'm almost tempted to drag you into the arena. See if those skills are better than the last we fought, even if it was such a short skirmish" she laughed quietly, rare for Ghost. The banshee hardly registered that fight as a win, though it was perhaps the only weapon in her arsenal that she could prod Seele with to satiate her odd humour.

"I will spare you this time" she turned her crooked smile back across the island, interest entering her coal black gaze. "I think I will see who else lurks upon this floating rock" she affirmed. There was much she hadn't seen and that made Ghost uncomfortable. She liked to know with whom she was to be sharing space with. "What will you do, Czarina?"