At her whispers, Nate's heart sank. It was like he was back in court speaking before a judge who did not think fondly of his skills as a barrister and was likely to be hostile to him. His face also sank. As a rational man, he had no time or inclination towards spirits or ghouls. If it was not tangible evidence, he did not wish to entertain it. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to smile and feign interest because Miss Mason was looking so ravishing tonight.