With all her senses stretched to the max, she actually jumped when Katherine said hello. It was all she could do not to toss salt at the girl, the fact she gripped onto the container with a white knuckled grip said that much. "Y-you don't see them? The... things." It felt a little odd to be afraid of ghosts. But she couldn't help it when her body told her fight or flight. And was split in half at what it wanted to do.
Bryn made herself put the thing of salt back into her belt. Though she could not make the fear leave her bones. It wasn't something she was comfortable with, but years of contact with those that feared her and she knew what it was. Now on a very intimate level.
Hands free they smoothed over her ginger hair. And tried to calm her nerves. "It seems very racist of me, but in all fairness I have not been exposed to aliens until brought to the island. And further there are some that are very weird looking." There. That covered it didn't it?