Giggle. "We'll find a way."

"So I trust."

"Ready to take this stuff back?"

"Yeah."

Back they shall go!

Back!

"If we bring a wagon on the return trip, I could move it," she says, grinning. "Especially if I've made myself look alive by then."

"One step at a time."

"Okay, okay."

"Do you want to go through these to see if you can look alive?"

"Yeah. It'll be a good first step."

Nod.

"Point me at the ones with the useful necromancy for disappearing someone?"

"Of course." She'll even give page recommendations, and which parts are good background reading - these books are horribly poorly laid out as textbooks.

That's about par for the course in Ellie's (singular) experience.

"Maybe I'll entertain myself while you sleep by writing my own."

"That'd be helpful."

"I'll do a better job of it, anyways."

"It'd be hard not to!"

"Then I'll have to do an objectively superlative job."

"I'll look forward to the fruits of your labor."

Giggle. "Only thing I'll need is writing supplies."

"You can use the computer to do that."

"Huh."

"Can you show me how?"

"Sure." She fires up the word processor and demonstrates the basics.

She pays close attention, but - this isn't that hard to get the hang of, she reckons. It'll just take practice to get quicker.

Ellie can pull up some typing practice things too, if she wants.

The ghost just uses telekinesis, which she bets circumvents all that; still, she should probably get a feel for Ellie's keyboard's tolerance for ghostly typing.