"I understand, I get it," Dutch says. If this had been a different situation, she might have insisted on being involved but she's smart enough to admit that she doesn't know ghosts. She wouldn't know what to do with one and how to take one out if it popped up in front of her face. She doesn't know how they work beyond the little she's learned from Marcus and Ed.

"But what about holding your easel?" she asks lightly, trying to pull him out of the worry and uncertainty she can sense. "Or what if I try and paint you and embarrass you in how badly I am when it comes to anything art related?"