There was no reason to believe this girl would do wrong with his name. At the rate she was going, she'd soon enough discover it anyway. Hearing that she was so willing to help him be free of the Underworld he was so clearly bound to, he seemed shocked. Had she actually heard him earlier? Perhaps she had, or perhaps... it was simply her way. The latter held at least some amount of truth; he could feel it as he looked at her. A smile found its way onto his face, and then, he began to fade again. It was the other spirit's turn once more. When the spirit which desired a return to this world vanished this time, he could return, albeit less clearly than he had the previous times. He even seemed to inspect his own hands, noticing that his time was beginning to dwindle again.