So you let human-looking spirits sit on you.

[Merlin clasped his chin. He was sure Watanuki knew exactly what kind of mindless spirit he was going for, but sure, that kind of super broad generalization could be made for most hungry ghosts Watanuki encountered.

At the same time, there were some things he'd insinuate, because the opening was right there.]

You don't look the type, but I guess someone as high strung as you needs to blow off steam every now and then.

Any remarkable beauties of note?