Zombie Merlin's prompt 3

Someone has died, but Danny doesn't find out about it until he runs into their ghost. He's never met the ghost of someone he knew when they were alive.

You don't think of the implications..

The shape of her face. The way she held herself. There was something.. familiar about the ghost.

Danny slowed himself to a standstill, his eyes trained on a humanoid ghost floating near Skulker's island. She, assuming they were a she, had inky purple skin and neon green flowing hair, styled in waves. It waved around her slowly like seaweed adrift in the current.

Cautiously, the half ghost hero sashayed his way to her side. This felt odd. Usually, it was other ghosts who started conversations-and by that he meant fights- with him. He clears his throat, hoping to catch her attention.

She spins around with a wary expression, floating back slightly at the sight of him.

"Halfa." she states. "What do you need?"

Danny couldn't help but give her a sheepish grin as his hand went to the back of his neck. Ancients, why is he so nervous? It's just a question.

"So.." he begins, trailing off awkwardly. He wasn't quite sure how to say it. "This may sound a bit weird, but.. do I know you?"

The female ghost paused, scanning him. Her response was a snort. "I think I would've remembered meeting the halfa."

"Ah.. right…" but that couldn't be right. Danny knew that he had seen her before. If you switched the color palate a bit to a more.. normal one..

Danny's hand slowly pulled away from his neck as realization came over him. She..

"You look like Valerie."

Both ghosts looked startled, staring at the other in disbelief. A melancholy expression grew on the she-ghost's face as her demeanor relaxed. "Yeah.. I'm her mother. I.. left her living world.. after a boating incident."

Her face twisted, sadness seeping through. "If.. If you see her, can you let her know I still love her? I.. couldn't bear to face them."

Danny bit his lip, watching the she-ghost carefully. He could feel the beginning of tears in the corners of his own eyes as well.

There was only one answer he could give to that. And he gave it happily.

"Of course."