Though he's never one to turn down food (despite not needing it) there's a smile on Harrowheart's face at Isidor's insistence that they don't eat. He picks up the implication. There will definitely be more crazy rides.

"Now, wait a minute here," he mumbles thoughtfully, mostly directed at Viatorus but open to the group. "Y'all keep ghosts around for fun?" It's a few seconds before he decides how he feels about then, and then he's grinning broadly.

"Ghost house. That's where I wanna go. Then I can finally be the bravest person in the group." He stubs his half-smoked cigarette out on a nearby railing and saves the butt in his pocket for later, then turns his too-confident smile to Isidor.

"If it gets too scary just stay close to me. I'm a seasoned necromancer, after all."