"If the mold does not suit you, make your own." The light dances around her fingertips, idly playful. "Spirits are...certainty. They are what we perceive them to be- if you feel they will not find you for whatever reason? They will not. Compassion makes sense to me when little else does as we keep it quite simple. I had a mentor that charmed his spirit in, and there was another that earned the trust of their partner by proving his valor, his honesty."

She turns her eyes to him, lips curled faintly in a smile. "You are kind. You care. That matters a great deal. Unlike here where intent cannot always see you through, for spirits? Intent is everything."