Frankie turned around and gave a rictus grin to Ghost, extending an undead arm as he came around Kyle and leaned down to greet her.  "So, there's the sword prodigy.  You're more beautiful in person than in your file photo, or at least you would be if you didn't keep trying to hide."  Frankie gave off a hearty laugh, his yellow mismatched eyes looking intently at the girl.  "It doesn't become a warrior to sneak around hiding like that.  Yes I'm a horrible looking monster, but if you see a monster then lift your sword and slay it.  Trust me, you'll be doing the world a favor."  Frankie patted the girl on the head, keeping his hand extended for a handshake.  His touch was gentle, but firm, almost like an arthritic grandfather reaching out to touch his child with his cold hands as firmly as possible, to make his presence known.