Here, hold onto me!

[ Claude reaches out, gripping Kotone's elbow to help guide her as they lope along, away from the ghost plaguing their footsteps. Claude cranes his neck to stare behind them at the ghost, impassively moving towards them, then flings one hand out with a muttered incantation, producing a shabby spell of his own; it's nothing but a gust of wind, only good enough to send some of the useless junk around the space flying, at least enough to stall them for just a second. Strangely, the ghost seems to stall a little, as though unsure of what precisely it's doing. ]

I think they might be able to go through walls, but if we lose it, we should be okay. [ He jerks her alongside him as he makes a sharp turn, through a narrow hallway and into a dilapidated bedroom. His eyes dart around to spot any exit points - the window, a door leading up to an attic, a closet to hide in - before he wheels around to see if they've been followed. ]

That's funny... I know that didn't hurt it, but it doesn't seem to be following us anymore.