Presto and Freya

"Hahaha." The old lady dryly laughed, "I'm nothing but an old woman with a foot in her grave. Besides, I should be the one asking you that question, right?"

Calvin glanced at the Ghoul before he turned to look at the old lady, "Why do you have such a repulsive creature in your backyard?"

"Why are you in my backyard?" The old lady retorted with a question.

Calvin bitterly smiled. It seemed that he must answer the old lady first and satisfy her with his answer before she would respond to his questions.

"I came here to retrieve something." Calvin vaguely said. Honestly, he had no idea what to say.

"Retrieve? Are you here to retrieve Presto's bones, perhaps?" The old lady smiled. Her mouth went slightly ajar, revealing her unsightly blackened gums that had no teeth attached to them.

"How did you know?" Calvin's pupils constricted.

"Young man, do you believe in divination?" The old lady asked.