Just make something up? Sounds disrespectful almost... and exactly something she would do. She smiles crooked, liking the way he thinks. [b]"Alright? What about spirits? Every landmark just has to be haunted in someway according to tourism." Like, literally anything. Even as someone with much experience with ghosts, she's skeptical. The haunted hotel, the haunted mountains, the haunted- totally haunted fast food joints, the list goes on and on. And now, the Starpool really is apparently.

Elon spots a large shadow forming across her and manifesting in the water, a big red flag considering others usually walk up rather than rise up. She hears water movement and then feels a droplet or two strike her shoulders before she turns around just in time for the finale roar. "Holy shit!" The feline yowls and scrambles back to the land as fast as her paws will carry her, practically drifting to turn when she hits the dirt. She doesn't stop until she's a good ways from the waters edges, heart knocking around in her chest with blank eyes  sparked wide and trained on the ghost.

Man, Naarah would laugh her ass if she knew about this one. She's Elon's "bestest friend" after all and is a ghost herself so to see Elon actually be scared of one would be amazing for her. Elon would argue that it's just because he snuck up on her. Of course, she can't just let something so embarassing slide. "You creep! I'll cur-" Whoa whoa, she almost lets 'curse' slip in but quickly reroutes. "I- I hope I stepped on your head down there! You owe me a shard!" Because like hell she's going back in there now. This must be that Anakin that Suite mentioned when Elon was playing sheet ghost, but she didn't think she meant an actual damn ghost lion.