Yeah, being a useful ghost beats the alternative. I know everything dies eventually, but I've got too much to do yet...

[ And it's that drive to do stuff that sends him fearlessly following Light through the next doorway to also find himself in a similarly sticky state. ]

Oho? Is this honey?

[ It smells familiar, which is why he shoves a finger in his mouth to taste it. ]

Well, that's not so bad!

[ Think of all the worse things they could be covered in. ]