"...I'll promise the same. Not that I have infinite resources anymore, but I can probably interfere in a situation or two."

A faint smile briefly crosses his face. He's reasonably sure he's not making a mistake here? He takes a breath, finishes the firm shake, then sits back. He's noticeably more relaxed as King slides up onto the bank beside him, cooing happily.

"I'd ask if you want to gather berries with me, but I don't think your ghost is likely to be much better at slamming into trees than King. Maybe leeks."