"My appearance much more befits the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, wouldn't you say, Mister Cross?" The man quirks the corner of his lips in a poor attempt at a smile. "But no. I am not here to change you, nor am I here to lecture you. And I'm certainly not here to kill you after I spent so much effort reviving you. I am here to answer your questions, to... give advice." He waves a bony hand almost absently. "I've gone by many names over the cycles, but this cycle I've chosen the name Mortimer. Death will also suffice, if you prefer formality."