Gansey grimaced as he did as he was bid, stepping back into the red and white room. Was this the real reason why he was being kept? To do the dirty work that the Phantom didn't want to do?

"I can... try," he said, somewhat lamely, clearly not looking forward to being used for manual labor. However, didn't that mean that the Phantom didn't have any supernatural strength? Could vampire be struck off the list of possible creatures he might be?

Turning his eyes back on the Opera Ghost, Gansey's eyes lingered, still filled with questions.

"How about James? James is a fine name."