Garlic. So he couldn't be a vampire. So not a ghost, and not a vampire. What other creature stayed young? Not werewolves. They aged. Unless the rumors that the Phantom had made a deal with the devil were true? Eternal youth? Would that make him a demon? He was very polite for a demon. Interesting.

"Okay, so not Eugene." He wanted to get closer to the Phantom. Should he? Not knowing, he continued to pace, picking things up and examining them. Listening to the sound of the Phantom cutting. He was cooking. Every so often Gansey stole a glance.

"Henry? Jacob?"

He inched closer, fingers grazing the countertop.

"Maybe... Edward?"