[That she's appeared—materialized from thin, wet air without his having his chance to blink—leaves him doubting his eyes entirely. Of course, he's used to ghosts; but this one's far from being the misty, vaguely-foggy strange translucent type. It takes a bit, but finally he stifles his shock to offer startled, half-words back. He's plainly embarrassed to be surprised; ear tips burning before he stammers.]
I- um... [starting out strong...] It's not- that big a deal.
[He sinks his knee, forgetting mayo to offer a hand and half of a cat-themed umbrella-]
You're the first ghost I've seen in the rain, though. [Tall like Midnight. Cool like Hawks. He blinks, amazed.]
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I- um... [starting out strong...] It's not- that big a deal.
[He sinks his knee, forgetting mayo to offer a hand and half of a cat-themed umbrella-]
You're the first ghost I've seen in the rain, though. [Tall like Midnight. Cool like Hawks. He blinks, amazed.]