Dan listens, and of course, he knows a little bit of this.

Not as much as he could have, maybe, but he'd been trying to keep his shine quiet and out of the way most of his life, and maybe that's why those movies had always made him feel a bit uncomfortable, even when they entertained.

"I see the dead," he says after a moment. "We can communicate. Sometimes it goes better than it does others. I would expect that, uh, if we tried this, they'll be interested. Other stuff, too, but sometimes it seems like it has to do with what someone's already got in them."

He holds out his hand, palm up, letting it rest on the table-- an offer.