Amelia looked a bit annoyed. Being able to see the dead when no one else could was a pain, especially when she could here them as well. There weren't many spirits in the guildhall, just a few that had had some attachment to the area it was built on in the past.
"I'm not concerned about the living. I'm concerned about the dead. If the emotions run high and there's too much energy in the air, they might become a bit active... though that might happen soon or later." She said before noticing Angelo's reaction to his drink and smiling in an amused way" If you don't like it don't drink it."

She then turned her attention back to the fighting and watched, her eyes not following her guildmates but rather the spirits she spoke of. If they got out of control she was the only one that could talk to and calm them down after all.