Another spirit goes darting off past them, this one with a basket of what looked like tools. He's not fast enough to lunge after it and the fact that he even wanted to disturbs him. Whatever the world eater did, he's going to have to get this under control. He does watch it as it runs off into the darkness outside their lanterns' range, and frowns. Someone probably will have to track those down later, they'll need them.

"Green-eyed spirits," he replies, still looking in the direction the smaller spirit had gone before returning his attention to her. "We actually just ran into some more a few weeks ago. They nearly killed a bunch of us. Violence is the only thing that gets them to leave."

As far as he has been able to determine, anyway. He shrugs, and sets the box back into the bag with a slight rattle as it settles.