"I mean, yeah. Sometimes freshmen flip a tit when the whole being-dead thing sinks in, and I ain't a lifecoach. Or a deathcoach- hah, get it?" If he's not dead yet, he'll wish he was after being exposed to Ghoul's sense of humor. "So, yeah, call it interest for selfish reasons." There's at least a bit of truth mixed in there somewhere.

It's complicated. He's still working himself through his existential crisis anyhow, he can't piggyback a stranger's as well. Swift's non-zombie status is a blessing, really.

"C'mon, I gotta move," he says as he begins to walk away from the colosseum. "I'll point some stuff out to you if you're gonna tag after me."