Jarah nodded and plopped down, sighing in relief as he leaned back on the wall. "That sounds amazing, actually." He agreed, huffing a bit in exhaustion. He watched with a small smile as Dency floated about, chuckling. "Your ghost is adorable." He commented, looking at Quince, who seemed utterly jealous. "Yes, you too," The titan hummed softly, his ghost settling in his palms. "So what is under your helmet, if I can ask again?"