All of the delicate little chains and beads that compose the top part of his costume rustle gently as he sways into Kyle. He pulls in a breath, trying to ground himself. Trying to get the world to fall still.

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine." He pats Kyle's arm in reassurance. "It's just, I was supposed to be making sure he has fun, and I lost him. Or...he lost me? ...Oh!"

Abruptly, Wilhelm grabs onto the black robe draping Kyle's shoulder and leans in closer. Urgency slants into his voice even as he crushes it to a whisper.

"Something important was stolen. It's...it's really bad, apparently."