A smile formed on the ghost's lips as he saw his friend - the word still rang strangely in his ear - take on form. He knew of her power but seeing the small figure stomp in frustration was nothing but endearing. He cast his eyes on his phone when it buzzed with a new message. The device rested on stone next to him, right on top of his copies of Brynhild's book. He himself rested on the ground with legs stretched out in front of him. It was a comfortable position.
"Or maybe you just don't realise how far you have come?" The smile grew into a smirk as he looked directly at her.