"I'm a ghost-hunter back home," Darcy explains, standing up along with him to help him up, "a Sin-Eater. Part of the oath I swore is keeping the living and the dead from hurting each other. I don't know what you saw in the mirrors, but they weren't real. I saw one of my Krewe from back home in them, and I know for a fact that no Sin-Eater leaves behind a ghost."

Trust her. She went looking.

Darcy's more than happy to lead them back towards the cabins, aiming for hers so she can very quickly get into a shirt that doesn't have snot on it. She doesn't try and stoke the conversation, happy to leave it to more private quarters.