[There's residual teenage stubbornness and reticence in him still: he skims past the question of his ghost and focuses on the more logistical problem of where he ought to be right now.]

They took me straight to the underworld last time. There wasn't any pussyfooting around with this "journey" bullshit. If they hadn't sent me back, I woulda just... [he makes a vague 'move along' gesture with both hands.] Y'know.

[Another teenage trademark: he doesn't know himself what would have happened next. Not exactly, anyway.]