"Summer. Johnny Summer, of Gallery. And I did, indeed. I was not the only one, though. Many of us felt a sort of sympathy, when we heard what conditions were like from the ghosts' point of view. What it was, for them, to exist within a state of Nothing. Imprisonment is an undignified state in itself, but complete deprivation of all senses is a cruelty very few of us were interested in allowing, even for the sake of our comfort."

There's a hint of defensiveness, couched under the layers of clear, concise explanation there.

"I haven't gotten your name, either."