"Sure, sure." Coraline said chuckling as Aidan jogged to keep up with her. Coraline slowed down a little, waiting for him to catch up before she nudged him with her hip. "Well, don't worry about going slow with me. I can keep up and I don't wear out easy. My dad used to joke I was like that duracell bunny advert. I keep going on and on and on."

Coraline laughed, smiling at the memory. Her father would occasionally, when he remembered, take her out on long trips of exploration in the vain hopes of tiring her out. It very rarely worked.

"She sounds nice, I mean most ghosts are nice. And even if they're angry, they usually have a really good reason why." Coraline said, thinking about it. "What about you? What are you like?"