"A ghost story?" He asks, eyebrows raising in further interest. She could have just led with that and he'd be interested -- too many nights spent up in the mountains with Miles and Elena coming up with their own about all the guerrillas who'd died fighting Cetas. Blown to bits or short down by lightflyers. The more gruesome the death and the terrifying the ghost, the better.

Pulling her in just a little bit more, Ivan grins down at her. "Sure. Although you're a fair bit easier on the eyes than he was, I'm sure." Oh yeah, he's still going to pull out the flirtation and the flattery whenever possible.