There was rarely a day Blank went without some form of training, regardless of what anyone said, training kept both the mind and body sharp. Right now, he was taking an early morning jog. The mage felt the surge of energy as he got close to Eddie's Spiritual Form. That made him stop, though he kept himself in a jogging stance, in constant movement.
There were only two maybe three ghosts he knew of on this Wheel, even after that little switch-a-roo before. To feel one so close to his home, well, it sent a small chill up his spine. Blank wasn't sure if it was for better or worse. He knew the Station was messing with people, but, if something from Wheel 5 decided to make itself present, well... He'd have a job.
"Fine. Fuck it." In an instant, his Ki activated, placing his thumbs on the outsides of his Achilles' tendons, Blank's speed increased. Soon, he stopped himself as he got near the frustrated spirit that was Eddie. For a moment or two, Blank was confused, but as quickly as it came, Blank realized this was Station Shit. He wasn't an idiot. Blank kept himself hidden off from the spiritual world, save for his ring. Watching Eddie as the young man freaked out over this circumstance.
"Hey." Blank spoke plainly, holding his hand up slightly. "Eddie, right? You know me... Blank?" He made sure to stay away, whatever happened to Eddie was gruesome, and undeserving. His hands were held up in a submissive way. "I.. I felt you, and.. I see you." His way of telling Eddie that he knew he was a ghost. There was a part of Blank that wanted to make a joke about this, but, no, this wasn't time the or place for jokes. Instead, Blank was hoping to make Eddie feel as comfortable as possible, even though they barely knew each other.