[emil was always either eating or babbling or screaming so when was he supposed to find a good time for bone things, really?]

Yes?

[...what did he think... that's a worrying thought, kinda. lowkey worrying, for highkey worryingly unknown reasons.]

It, um. Helps. It releases the dog's spirit back into the...? [VAGUE...HAND WAVE AT THE AIR] So it can...try again. I guess. Or at least not have to stay and get corrupted like the bad ghosts.