I would think so. The fact that they are disagreeable seems to better explain it.

[Meaning they weren't really too into the overly childish shenanigans that make up most of the Moogle clan. More then anything, they seemed to be content with doing their own thing. Their own thing being in solitude and enjoying more of the macabre. They take the wings silently and go inside, leaving the two to their own devices.

That meant confronting things. Awkward.]

I'm not-

[Pause. There was an awkward silence for a bit. She didn't even know how to go about this. It wasn't like she knew how long it's really been, everything was oddly in place...that was all she knew. She didn't even speak to everyone yet. The fact that Sherlock hadn't asked yet wasn't surprising to her, or rather she didn't too much stock in it. He wasn't obligated to care or anything.]

It's been a bit of time for me. Last thing I ever did was deal with that ghost.