"From what I could tell, they couldn't leave that particular graveyard," he shared, feeling a little easier about sharing it with someone he'd met before. Not this incarnation, no, but he had met the Lady on the Grey and he'd felt comfortable (if a bit awed) when he'd seen her "Wait no, that's a lie. They left once to dance but that was it."

Even if they didn't recall that happening, even if Bod couldn't get any answers about that particular night from Silas, he knew it had happened. It had been amazing and sad and gorgeous. He wouldn't forget it.

"Silas is my guardian," said Bod, nodding. "He's not a ghost but he stayed in the graveyard as well."