Kitty elected not to answer the text but instead phased through the fence and started looking for him among the tombstones. She found him quickly enough, since he was both taller than most of the markers and the only person present besides herself.

She sighed at the drawn, sad look on his face and slipped her arms around him for a hug. "What are you doing in the graveyard?" Because if there was anything sadder than looking for the living and not finding them, it had to be looking for the dead.