[ It's not like she'd really expected to be able to take a bath, wash some of this grime and blood and – what is that, is that ichor? – off, but it's still kind of a disappointment to see the tub taken up by a muttering specter.

What do ghosts even have to wash? It makes no sense. ]

Around here, specifically? Not much.

[ The insinuation being that, at home, she's kind of an expert, which is sort of true but mostly false. Waverly is the expert; Wynonna is the gun. Waves would love all this: she'd squeak out something about 'lore!' and disappear into whatever serves as a library, but Wynonna can't even shoot the damn thing because Peacemaker is sulking.

Which makes two of them. ]

But, I mean, ghosts are ghosts are ghosts, right? If it's not attacking us, maybe it wants to tell us something.