It sounds to me like control has little to do with living or dead.

( They're being used either way. Alliance for the sake of protection, but still tasked for it nonetheless. ) All right, if you do not want it. But I think this place has passed it's usage. ( The kitchen, the ghosts. They grumble, but the door clicks open regardless. He has given them his allotted servitude. Wen Kexing straightens with another easy smile. ) Maybe it's time to take some air.

( Whether he runs in to the man Licyn mentioned or not remains to be seen, but. There are more questions than answers, and he only really plays at idleness. )