He's quiet for a few long moments, before scritching Bob gently. "I... if we could find it... I'd bring it to you. Maybe we can get you out of here for a bit until we can find it, there's got to be something you can use..." A book? No. It's not enough like a body. Something from here? It might be too tied to this place.

Casper pauses, a thought striking him, and he pales slightly. "This... might be an awful idea... but we do have a corpse here. ... Me." He looks at Bob, and frowns. "I don't know how well I could hold you, but... until we find your body... you could at least fly."