Even if she'd spent the past hour more or less expecting him to stir, the first movement still made her jerk slightly, startled. That subsided quickly enough, however, and she leaned forward. "Fascinating," she breathed, mostly to herself.

Louder, directed at him, Raine added, "I believe you can. You've already answered one question." There wasn't really any polite way to ask someone whether or not they were secretly evil, especially given that the asking of the question in itself would give the goal away. Something a bit more sideways, then. "Do you have any particular positive or negative reaction to light magic?"

Walking, talking skeletons she'd met; she didn't feel the need to question the probability of his existence. His fashion sense, perhaps.