Likely curse or not, Neil hadn't moved-- still clinging to one wall, eyes focused on a patch of nothingness. They darted over to Todd when the other boy spoke, and he tried to muster a small smile, sliding cautiously towards his friend, not quite willing to take a step in his invisible father's direction. His gaze flicked back periodically to that fixed point. Neil moved warily, clearly nervous, even if he ought to know better.

"You don't see him, do you." He murmured, once he was within a few feet of where Todd stood.