She isn't be much help with the dim lighting. As soon as she releases his hand, she begins to fade away, growing fainter and dimmer as she speaks.

"They frequently exist in each other's
company.

"And now I leave you in the hands of my siblings, and with the hope that the good will continue to exist in at least equal measure to the bad.

"Merry Christmas, Josiah."

And she is gone, and the hall is dark.