"Spirit, yeah," And probably a touch offended to be called a demon, but maybe it shouldn't have acted such a prick. But she's... ah, it's caught up to her: "You're alright. Y'got it."

Slow and steady. He pulls back from her, cautious, but his arm doesn't quite stray from grabbing distance. Not until he knows she's right on her feet. Maybe they take a moment — maybe they take a moment off this path, before it can change on them on again. Cedric hustles a few steps ahead before stopping.

"'S that mirror," And no particular rush. Slow, steady. "You seen a spirit before?"

Say what you will (and Riftwatch will) for Templar overreactions. There's still aught you get used to, that comes strange for another. Sometimes takes a reminder.