And there it is, the thing that had been whispered at in stories, hinted at if you read between the lines. They let a spirit in, and rumor had it they could also let one back out. Karl and Justice. There are two lives lost, or existences lost, weighing on his shoulders here in this room.

"That's... I'd read theories that edged along the border of saying that's how your mages learned. It was hidden in heavy, judgmental language, but that was what I thought it was saying."

His voice is quiet as he watches her deal with the herbs, as he works to push back his own baggage.

"It's part of why I thought... It doesn't matter. Please, continue."