Jacob spins around to her voice and sees Jasmine floating. This doesn't do well in his current predicament and he lets out another yell, before realising, "W... Wait a second, this one's solid..." He swallows and catches his breath for a moment. He scoots just a bit closer to Jasmine, kind of like a scared child, but not too close, she is still a stranger and he has no idea what another person could be doing out at this time of night.

"Dangerous or not, these things are..." he shudders. "...I don't like these."

Normally, he'd try to make some form of small talk, ask how they were and what they might be doing out this time of night. But, right now, he's more concerned about why there are ghosts doing around here.

"Wait... you've dealt with these before?" He manages to straighten himself up a bit, trying to regain his wits. He still cringes as another one floats too close to him for his comfort.