Blaine keeps his distance from Kiru as she goes about her things. He keeps his hands behind his back tilting his head curiously. He thinks to himself, he knows that this girl was the only one who was able to see him. This girl obviously had a special quality about her, obviously. She had wings, for the love of God. Blaine shakes his head keeping his hands in his pockets, shuffling his feet awkwardly. He decides to check himself out as well, observing the black cloak around him. Tendrils flutter with an unseen breeze, from his ankles, wrists, back and mainly neck. He's able to still feel the tuxedo he was put in since the day of the funeral, under the ripped dark cloak he bears. He touches the top of his, taking out a loose piece of hair, frowning at its silvery white-hue. Once again, Blaine tries to rip more of the cloak off, to his own dismay, having the rags still stick to him, once they rip off. Shaking his head, he decides to look at his own pale skin, touching his cheek, feeling warm, smiling slightly in pleasure. It was nice to feel alive once again, to leave the cursed world. He brushes his own hair once more, breathing in deeply once, enjoying the air. Although he was glad to be back, he wasn't sure how long this world was going to keep him, and whether or not he'll return back to that wretched spirit world. A few whispers fill his ears as he turns to his left. He eyes the three will-o-wisps by the door, listening to some of their nervous whispers. Blaine doesn't even need to open his mouth to communicate with them, all he needed was to think. Smiling with approval as one of the more lively wisps decides to hide behind him.
Slowly he looks back towards Kiru, her legs shaking nervously. He bites his lip, trying to make better of the situation, "There's...er....there's no need to panic, Ki...ru. I'm sure there's a solution to what's happening right now. At least you're still alive..." Blaine smiles encouragingly, keeping his hand behind his back. His ears twitch as a small white will-o-wisp comes into view over his shoulder. It squeaks and whispers in a melodic tune, dancing about around Blaine's head. He looks back to Kiru grinning even wider , "S..see! This little guy even agrees with me... I-isn't he cute?" Slowly the small will-o-wisp descends down to Blaine's hand. He kneels down in front of Kiru, slowly handing her the small little will-o-wisp. "Come on...he won't bite...he likes you, he told me that." As if agreeing with the Blaine, the little wisp squeals in delight, bouncing twice in his palm. Blaine chuckles nodding back.