"My condition...? Oh. Right." He's a reanimated corpse... But, well, the fact that he can't put out any warmth didn't stop the ghost from pestering him. If he hadn't run into Lucifer he supposes he'd have had to go back to his room and draw it a bath or something ridiculous like that. "I'm not about to go hunting for these things, but I guess that'd be a smart way to go about bottling them up."

Okay, well, as the ghost freezes he may have a bit of sympathy for it. The spirit had just wanted to get warm, after all. "Uhm. How many have you caught so far?"