"Bahamut's trekis!" The blue dragon spoke in his native tongue when the creature appeared before them. He didn't expect for them to just appear like that, or appear as they did. Honestly he was expecting some sort of weird abomination or horror, like a faceless humanoid, or something with tentacles and glowing eyes. She looked like a human woman, one who seemed to enjoy flowers that we're currently out of season. Or were they ghost flowers? Can flowers have ghosts? Questions for another time, and if they do, he's going to have something for that history professor that kept trying to make his daughter go vegan.
The spirit didn't seem threatening, and what's more it seemed to be saying something, though he didn't catch her voice while her lips moved. "Er...come again?" he responded crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side a little trying to hear her better while keeping an eye on her.