He sighs. "Alright, fine. But mostly to figure out my...new age." What a weird thing to say. "If this is an other-me thing, I don't even know how old he's supposed to be. I think there's something messed up with it."

James's brow furrows at the idea of 'respecting ancestors.' It's not the words he would have used--Zee is definitely not his ancestor, nor his relative at all--but he guesses the basic idea is the same. "Yeah. Especially if you tried killing them before. How do they work? The altars, I mean." He's not sure if there's some kind of protocol to this, or something magic about them.