Once the two of them reached Mystic Investigations from the park it was full dark and the office was already emptied out for the evening. Thankfully, because Ash didn't especially fancy having this kind of conversation in hearing range of the busy bodies he worked with. Herding Sevvy inside he closed the door to the place and locked it behind them before leading her back to his office. There were no lights on in the main room, and finally he flicked the switch in his office and bathed them both with the brilliance of neon. Very unflattering, but at least it was better than discussing their dead pack mate in a dark and abandoned building.
Motioning to one of the two chairs across the desk he moved to his own seat behind the desk and sat down. There were papers out on the desk, everything in neat little stacks and piles for use the next day. But he ignored that and kept his gaze on Severence as she sat down. They'd been discussing Lyric's spirit and he was still waiting for her to explain what she knew to him. To tell him what exactly was going on. Because frankly he was about to have them all commited to an insane asylum, which would probably be easy since Silent owned one. First though he just let Sevvy talk. A chance to get things out in the open.