He leads the approach to a particularly shaky looking apparition, their pallor ghastly in more ways than one.

Best to take a page out of his more extroverted king's book; he clears his throat calmly and speaks evenly. Despite Roland and Quatre's gentle approach, the displaced one looks at them, mildly shaking.

"Hi. We're helping get everybody settled before more void storms roll in. How can we be of service?"

They stay oddly silent, sniffling. As if they were unsure of what to say even though they had an inclination to speak.