Tentatively, he reaches out to touch her hand, and looks much more relieved when his fingers brush up against her palm - because, to be truthful, he was expecting his hand to go clear through hers. He lets his hand fall again, satisfied on that part of things, and looks at her ankle again - this time paying more attention to the symbol.

"I-I can't say as I understand how that could be, but...ye seem to be real enough. When ye...ah...woke up again, ye said that's when ye found out about the nails and that wee flame on your ankle? There must be some reason they're there."