"I'm sorry, that's- Mmmm. I don't know much about The Order, other than being told it's a cult and... Yeah." He hasn't dealt with them, personally. But he's not about to doubt that they could make things even worse for them. And of course, there has to be worse places than the hell they're in right now.

Again he refills the ghost's cup and plunks in another tea bag, even though he's guessing the ghost can't actually taste it. If he's going to make tea, he's going to do it properly. "Hmm. I don't know if, ah... Can you make friends with a ghost?" He runs a hand along the back of his neck as he ponders the possibility. It sounds absurd, but a ghost is just a person without their mortal body so... Maybe?