[ Other people might have gotten defensive and snappy. Okay, or maybe she's magically incapable of being in a bad mood. That could be it. Good thing, too, because Alisa would otherwise be upset about dirt on her clothes. No one would like her after that. ]

Maybe! I've had vivid dreams before, but nothing like this. [ Alisa leans over to get a better look at her newfound companion.

My memory's pretty good. Then again, I'd remember if we ever interacted so a brief glimpse is possible. But if you're a spirit -- maybe we could come to some sort of arrangement. So you don't steal my soul...

[ She trails off, considering the other option. Wait a minute. ]

Or maybe something else is going on and you're just messing with me. Hey...