The comment got another bemused look, but then Solomon almost belatedly realised what, exactly, was the point of contention. Which in itself was an odd thought; certainly Solomon was capable of forming friendships, insofar as Necromancers ever did or could; and he was something of an oddity in that regard.

"I wasn't aware you were personally concerned for my well-being," he said after a moment, neutrally but still with a faint air of bemusement if Raine cared to look. "I ... apologise." What a strange thought. "There is no need to be so concerned, I assure you." Certainly not many people bothered, and those that did had usually been manipulated into it. Solomon hadn't done any such thing to Raine.

"The Dreaming is a place of dreams," he added dryly. "Surely no animals here, if real, require any such sustenance or shelter."