Teddy;
Teddy glanced sideways with a sly smile on his face as if he was being told a secret only he was allowed to know. "Is she like you?" He asked quietly, returning his bright eyes to the ghost in front of him. To make sure the ghost knew what he meant, Teddy push a hand through his see-through body, waving it around madly before curling his arm around his bear again. He was unsure of what he had meant by "see people that others can't", because ghosts should be able to see ghosts, right? Letting his tiny smile become a grin that spread over his face, the young boy marched right through Peter, swinging his stuffed toy in one hand. "I'm hungry." He stated bluntly, swinging his arms as he spoke. "Will she have food?" Teddy walked on like it should have obvious he'd already agreed, and like he already knew the direction, which of course, he did not.

Dez;
Easily feeling the presence of another so close, Desmond let his legs hang loose in the air, away from the protective position near his body. With a blood stained cheek he turned around, hair falling loosely around his white face; he had kept his dying look. "Go away." He urged whatever was there, wrapping his arms tightly around himself in an attempt to hide himself away. He needed to be alone, forever, if he was cursed to stay there for that long. It was difficult to keep the world away, even if you were dead. Peering past his stray strands of hair, Dez hovered backwards, moving closer to the wall without completely phasing though it. There were windows there, annoying, and constantly howling that same sad song with the wind as company.