Seeing the defiance in his face, he let the subject drop. He didn't mind that the Daniel didn't do it but he was determined to make him face his fears. He wanted to help.

Walking over to the old record player, an inquisitive gleam in his eyes, he couldn't help but notice the layer of dust on this too. "It really could have been here for ages. I mean, no ghost put it on. But..." stopping for a second now, not wanting to scare the boy more, he couldn't help it. He had to tell him his fears. "What if it was Peeves? I mean...Poltergeists can affect things, right?" . Peeves was not someone he wanted to mess with.

He couldn't help but side eye the door now. It's always important to know where the exit was when in times of an emergency.