A bob of the head as his smile faded. Yes, he was a ghost.

Another head bob. Yes, he was haunting his sister, and he looked even unhappier mentioning it.

But he seemed reluctant to offer any explanation as to why that was. There were no excuses, no attempts to clarify. Either he couldn't think of a way to explain it, or for whatever reason it just simply wasn't within his power.

"Her name is Orihime. Do you know her?"